He was sitting at his desk. His face buried in his hands. Tears were rolling down his cheeks. He had been trying to hide his sad state of mind from his coworkers. Trying too hard to keep those feelings bottled in. How could everything have gone so wrong? He was playing and replaying the day in that thick head of his, but none of it made sense.
If you want to know what happened to Jordan to have him worked up in such a state, check in tomorrow. I will publish it on Mug’s Tale as part of the 22nd Weekly Writing Workshop exploring the theme “Protection”.