Patrick would impatiently tap his fingers across his office-desk , rummaging around in his drawer for his headphones and music-player. Today , his workplace was getting incredibly noisy and rowdy much to his displeasure.

His hands glide across the fabrics of his expensive navy suit , easing the crinkles and smoothing them out. The constant noises of his co-workers buzzing about around his office was irritating without his headphones, but he persisted.

God. These noisy fucks. He monologued.