Maxxie Tiberius
"Did you have a bad night?"
"No."
"Did you eat something weird?"
"No."
"Breakup?"
"No"
"Did--"
"Jessica!" The witch leaning over Maxxie's desk looked up suddenly at another one of their coworkers, who was currently pinning some article from the Daily Prophet on their board, which meant it was probably important but no one was really paying attention. "I'm going to save you some time," the wizard said, tiredly. "He's been in this mood all morning and we have yet to figure out why."
Maxxie hummed noncommittally and Jessica frowned even deeper, like a worried parent might. He was sprawled across his desk, chair about a foot away from it, head on his arms and frown on his face. He looked close to tears, honestly. The first hour of being at work people had mostly avoided him, with sidelong glances. After the second hour, they were worried. Because Maxxie Tiberius barely sat still for a minute much less this long.
Jessica leaned over him again, pushing her fingers through his hair, but he still didn't move, only his eyebrows arched against his forehead from being pulled by his hair. "Do we need to call a nurse or something?" she wondered aloud, kneeling to try to get a good look at Maxxie's face.
"He's fine," Justin Welsh muttered as he walked down the aisle between their cubicles. "He's just upset because he's never dropped a case before."
The entire office went quite again, so quite a pen could literally be heard as it bounced across the floor. Jessica's eyebrows arched. "He dropped a case? Which case? The Lessinia case? Can he even do that?"
Justin shrugged. "He's Maxxie. Throw a big enough fit and he can get whatever he wants. Threatened to quit, even. Now they've got him on desk duty probation which is probably why he looks like someone just kicked his puppy."
Jessica's jaw was almost at her knees. "On what grounds?" she asked, knowing the extensive work that went into refusing a specifically assigned case.
"Professional misconduct and inability to perform to standards required," Maxxie answered blankly, staring at the wall in front of him as if it offered the answers of the universe. "High risk of danger due to persistent negligence and inability to create a professional working environment."