Jacob checked the time on his watch for the third time in that minute. He shook his leg as he stared out the window, waiting for the person who had promised he a meeting. His brows had scrunched up into a frown from frustration and he couldn't help but feel annoyed as the minutes went by.
Finally, a man sat right opposite him. "Mr. Hamilton." The sixteen-year old's frown did not diminish in the least bit. "What took you so long? We agreed on ten." There was a bit of rage in his voice and the man before him gave a leisure smile.
"Mr. Hamilton, it's ten now." He motioned to the boy's watch. Jacob grew a bit flustered. He was so agitated about the entire thing that he had come way earlier, expecting his company to also arrive before the agreed time.
