Click click click-clack click. The ticking of a keyboard increases with each passing moment, dancing to its maker’s frenzy. A pause. Then papers rustling on a messy desk. Callused hands pick up a pile. 
 
As his gold rimmed glasses reflect the computer’s green light, the inventor’s brows furrow. Books and blueprints are looked over, again and again. The mind bursts with ideas that the pen tries to keep with as notes are quickly jumbled down in a journal. 
 
With the scent of freshly brewed coffee rising from his cup, the ticking continues, when suddenly the door opens. A voice beckons ‘come, take a break. You’ve worked hard enough. ’