JAX:
I was in my office while brunch was happening. I did all in my power not to make myself shown as I wasn't the least interested in whatever anyone had to say. I wasn't in the mood nor was I in the right state of mind to regard anyone so I just remained there, slowly sipping from my glass of wine as chatters filled the whole area.
With my y legs crossed over my desk, I swirled the drink in my hand, listening as the ice blocks clinked against the surface of the glass, quietly tapping my fingers on the table in a bored manner and creating drummed patterns.
I pulled my glass of expensive whiskey towards my lips, downing the last bit of it and leaving the ice blocks behind. It was a really expensive one and I could feel it in the way it ran down my chest, leaving a hot trail in its wake.
