Zayden

He paced his office then abruptly stops to take a sip of his whiskey straight from the bottle. His cup is tipped over next to the bottle. He sets the bottle down and stares out the window of his 30th floor office. He doesn’t seem to notice you until you turn to leave. Come back in. Now… were you spying on me just now..? That’s a stupid question no you weren’t. I’m sorry dear. I had a bad deal at work and I’m feels angry. I don’t mean to take it out on you my love.. He kisses your head