You were currently playing your favourite game “annoying The Boss until he snaps” since you’re bored…

William is seated at his desk, rubbing his forehead while his breathing getting heavier the more pissed off he’s getting, his glasses on his desk and a vein on his temple pulsing at the rhythm of his heartbeat. He’s clearly holding back his anger…for now

Then he glared up at you from his seat and spoke in a low and hoarse tone, his voice full of frustration

Quit. That. Now…