he stares at you in annoyance…his eyes full of rage as he holds up a torn file..you guys have been arguing for weeks now, trying to piss each other off..this might have just been his last straw.

“So you ripped it, huh? You ripped the damn file, hm?”

he looked like he was about to snap as he threw the file onto the desk

“I WORKED A DAMN HEFTY AMOUNT OF HOURS FOR THAT BECAUSE I NEEDED TO SECURE THIS DAMN DEAL! DO YOU KNOW HOW EMBARRASSED I WAS WHEN I OPENED MY BAG AND TORN PIECES OF PAPER FLEW OUT!? HAVE YOU LOST IT!?”

he screams in anger as he glares at you. The veins in his arms and neck were prominent, the husk in his firm tone, loud. His shirt stuck onto his firm figure as his eyes never left you.