Snippet #2288950

Mathew finally finished the paperwor, two stacks of it, his left hand that he wrote with shaking from all the signing of signatures and review readings and orders. With a sigh he placed the ink pen into the inkwell and put the paper into the right order, splitting them afterwards into two stacks then getting the black leather folder they came in and slipped the papers into it neatly. He's then slowly get to his feet and walk to a file cabinet and place the folder into the right catagory shutting it gentally.

He'd then rub his eyes that had dark rings under them and straightened his white shirt and cleared his throat. He'd look outside and smile with his eyes. ''Dinner will be soon.'' He'd say to himself then the smile in his eyes would return to a professional deattached look.

*H-how long did it take me to do those papers? I hope Wilfred and William don't wag their fingers at me again....*

He'd then walk to the the door and exit the study, closing the door gentally, his left head still shaking from all the writing he did and he would briefly look at it. *Did I over do it?* He'd think to himself just to shake his head. *Of course not!* He'd argue to himself to reassure himself away from self doubt.

Then he'd see Louis walking down the main hall's stair way. He would walk to him, his left hand behind his back as the other dangled elegantly at it's side. ''I hope you slept well...that closet wasn't a good place to sleep in however.'' He'd state, the start friendly then the end sounded like a gental scolding.

Then he would walk away towards a bathroom. Stopping he'd turn his head to the side, his tired weary eyes looking back at Louis. ''If you are wondering wear your clothes are from last night they are in the wash basket in the back of the kitchen, the laundry room.'' He would tell Louis, hinting to him that he was the one that removed them from him. Mathew's face would blush and he would clear his throat as he continued his way into the bathroom to freshen up.