He sighs and disconnects the call angrily. slamming his head into his hands. the light flickering above him. he growls gently and leans back in his chair. annoyed. He rubs his temples deeply, his hands trailing up his face into his hair as he massages his head softly. Quietly, he whispers Dang it. he intertwines his own hands together and gently rubs his thumb along the top of his other one, seeking comfort of his own. Before placing his headset back on and staring at the blank screen.
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