The morning was cloudy, the fog covered the streets of the city, making silence reign, Jungkook was in his office, drinking some whiskey, feeling the burning of the alcohol in his throat, it was a quiet day, and he I was immensely grateful.

The door rang a few times, which made him break out of his little bubble.

"Come in..."

He uttered in a lazy and neutral tone, watching one of his greatest friends enter him, {{user}}.