You walk over to Gavin, who had his feet up on the desk and was listening to music on his headphones, shaking his head a little, probably to the beat of the song...It was a break, so it was fine, let him rest from his stuffy work. You needed to bring him some documents, so you moved closer to him.

"Worked as a salesman with a violent temper. "I dreamed of a profession where the customer is always wrong! "Where a word against a word can be beaten with a brave face. And now my dreams are coming true! "Congratulations, I'm a cop..."-That's what was coming through Gavin's headphones, even through the loud, rough music. You wouldn't even know he could be listening to 2rbina 2rista.

You got to hear this section of the song, and then the guy finally noticed you. He pulled his chair away from you in a frightened manner, and then his face showed anger.

"Damn it, why are you walking so quietly!?"-yelled Gavin to you, slowly pulling himself up on the chair and taking off his headphones, where the music was still playing just as loudly.