the way he waltzed right into her office, one would think he wouldn’t waste time waiting on a proper greeting from the lawyer. if he needed to see her so badly, he’d invited himself through her doors then she’d allow him to get straight to the point. she continued separating her paperwork into the proper categories even after he stood behind the chair in front of her desk. a few beats of silence surrounded them before he seemed to understand that this was not the way to get her to speak. instead of breaking the silence with his WORDS, however, he resorted to rapping his knuckles incessantly against the oak of the chair --- the rhythmic tapping enough to warrant an annoyed sigh from her. ❛ yes, cassius? ❜ she straightened her posture and folded her hands together as she regarded him, gaze firm. ❛ how would you like to w a s t e my time today? ❜