*BANG!!*
"Dad! Have you heard what is happening!?"
Ethan Green frowned at the sight of Michael who barged inside the office, his displeasure coming to feed his already not so great mood. His baritone voice deepened, and he chided coldly:
"Calm down, Michael… and close the door."
The eldest Green son's eyes turned wide with indignation:
"Dad, how can you tell me to calm down, especially with what is happening!?"
His rage was sky-high, but it froze, along with the expression of indignation on his face, as he was punched into the gut by the cold eyes that responded to him, letting him recognize his place.
He breathed to calm down, quite unwillingly, before he turned back to the door. He suppressed a snort at the sight of the sensible secretary who could be seen going farther away. He pushed the door strongly, to vent whatever his father had forced him swallow, before he returned inside. He walked to the large desk, and sat down on the chair before it.
