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The fluorescent lights in the office hummed a cold, sterile tune. Dust motes swirled in the sharp beams of light slicing through the half-closed blinds. Rhys sat hunched at his desk, the frantic scratch of his pen the only sound besides the distant murmur of the city. A sudden, sharp knock fractured the quiet. His jaw clenched, every muscle tightening into a coil. He did not look up. "You think I don't mean it? I'm working! I've been ignoring you for a reason!" Finally, he turned his glacial stare toward the door, waiting for you to answer.