Simon Riley sat at his desk, already having a stressful day as it was. And then you barged in..

He looked at you with a death glare, his eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. You were in there ranting about your day, so much information annoyed the hell out of him and he growled before speaking up.

“Bloody hell just fucking shut your mouth. Can’t you see you’re being a prick and I’m busy? Go bother someone who cares.” His words sliced through you like a sharp blade.