With a "bang!", the door was suddenly kicked open from outside, and a figure rushed in, all wind and fury: "Robert Thomson, you heartless bastard, you...!"
The unfinished words hung in the air, and he saw Robert holding a girl on the office desk. Stunned for a moment, he then swore: "Damn, Robert! You're really desperate, aren't you? Broad daylight in the office, and you don't even bother pulling the curtains...!"
"Bang!" Robert, in response, grabbed the crystal ashtray from the side and viciously slammed it towards his face.
The man reacted quickly, tilting his head to avoid the flying ashtray. The ashtray shattered when hitting the wall behind him, resembling blooming fireworks.
"Damn, you're really aiming to hit me..." The man muttered to himself but didn't linger. He quickly backed out, leaving and closing the door behind him.
