After Aria's rejection, Ethan sat in his office as calls came in from different people. He had to hold a meeting or he was going to lose everything he had worked for and he would never pass Lawson's.
He needed something to clear his mind. He couldn't think properly in this state. Since his uncle's visit yesterday, he had clearly not recovered.
Simple alcohol will do the trick for him.
Ethan stood up from his chair as he walked across the other side of the office. The exit
Ethan rubbed the back of his neck as he felt the sharp pain from all the work he had been doing.
He attained the pain he currently experienced from his bad sitting posture. Ethan had always been corrected many times by his doctor, but he still persisted.
He moved his hands towards the doorknob and bent it open.
