As he left the room, she looked at him and she was already glaring at all the way he just left inside.
***
Tick-tock, tick-tock. The silence in the office made the ticking of these annoying clock, which Roger had not even noticed before, just unbearable. He had to spend a lot of time just to locate them on one of the decorative shelves, filled with books, vases and other unnecessary trash, which seemed so wildly important to his designer.
Now, this small wooden box stood right in front of him and was tickling, and he did not know how to stop it. So he just sat there and tried to set it aflame with his stare, hoping that it would magically ignite or explode, or simply stop TICKING.
***
