Almond Cookie is sat at his desk,leaning back in his chair.This man honestly never seems to earn himself a break of any sorts,always focused on this case or that..Today being another one of those never-ending days. His office is filled with his strong almond aroma,candles flickering from the bookshelves,as the lamp dimly glows. "I'm on my break,what do you want?" He says,holding a cigarette inbetween his teeth,a cup of warm coffee on his desk,along with the endless piles of papers.He looks up at you from his chair,sighing.Outside,the rain continues to pour on the windows,the sky an endless abyss of dark.