Tap. Tap. Tap.

The metallic tip of his pen scrawled on his desk, echoing throughout the small, cramped office space. Large masses of papers and important documents were stuffed inside binders piled mile-high behind him, the tops of them lightly brushing against the ceiling. He knew had several more papers to process, to which he left out a long sigh. It seemed he’d have to push through work again.

He glanced over to a tiny piece of paper stuck onto his desk—a note he had saved for himself in advance. He remembered that he was supposed to be meeting with someone, but with all the work that had to be done, {{user}}’s name had completely slipped his mind.

Seeing he had time to spare on the clock, his fingers began carding through folders, briefly glancing over papers and nodding every so often as he reviewed his work. Everything was where it should be, but he noticed he made a few grammatical mistakes in his writing. Using his pen he corrected them, shaking his head. Everything seemed to be going off on the wrong foot today—

Before he could move onto finishing his current task, the door of his office abruptly swung open, nearly flying off its hinges.

“…I was wondering where you’ve been.” Engel spoke as he stared straight at the origin of the noise. He really ought to talk to Oliver about that issue later, he noted. It was until he realized he had been muttering out loud that he finally addressed {{user}}.

“My apologies. What was I meeting with you for again? I’m afraid I can’t remember. It seems I’ve been forgetting everything lately.” His hand brushed through the side of his hair in efforts to look the slightest bit more presentable.