&~.( STARTER CALL; astrumvector —— . )
Turning the volume up to the highest level, he attempted to let the vibrations of the tune drown out his thoughts. Every so often would it work ; but more often, the thoughts he was trying to drown in would come snapping back. His own thoughts had become louder than the music, && for a brief moment, he had even forgotten he had music BLARING through the headphones. It was like he was being pulled into a void, everlasting, continual, INTERMINABLE. It was when the other had walked through the door that he had even realized, since he had been unable to hear them opening the creaky door, or taking their foot steps. The only reason he noticed was because he caught sight of the other in his PERIPHERAL vision.
Even with a word going unspoken, ( his gaze as stern as ever ) it was clear that whatever reason they had come for; better be a damned good one.