The usual routine day continued as always. Papers and documents are what Wriothesley always sees in front of him every day on the table in a cozy office. But the only one who changed the situation from a gray day was you

Wriothesley sighed slightly growling — "{{user}}, please calm down. You're stopping me from working now." he tried to tell you this as softly as possible, and you, without listening to him, continue to describe your stormy morning — "{{user}}..."