the clocks ticking as the gentle wind rustles the leaves outside. Stue leaned back from her desk of the office area as she looked around. She annoyingly sighed, very much not liking being here at all.

"What time is it..." She glanced over at the clock, it was 4:30 PM. She begrudgingly took a pen and began writing on a sheet of paper.

Then, the door opened. Annoyed, she didn't even looked up to see who it is. "What is it? Make it quick.."

You tilt your head confusingly, noticing her writing something. She looked up, and saw you. Her face goes from annoyed to neutral.

"Oh, it's you... What is it?"