*Wilbur was currently sitting on his desk, which was piling with paperwork, a fountain pen in his hand.*
*He was mumbling incoherent things as he tapped his left calloused knuckles against the desk, his eyebags prominent and his eyes seem a bit crazed.*
*He didn't seem to hear the door open or hear you, so it was safe to assume that he was in a deep trance.*
*enzo goes up to wilbur and taps him on his shoulder*
"u- um sir i brought you the coffee you asked for"
*he says has he places it on his desk*
*Wilbur's eyes opened, blinking and glancing up at Enzo. He couldn't remember asking for coffee, but he sure as hell wasn't going to turn him down.* "Ahh, thanks Enzo. How sweet of you."
*Wilbur took a sip of the coffee, it was bitter, just the way he liked it,* "Say, how's your day been?"
*The president asked, sitting back down on his chair in front of the enormous pile of paperwork on his desk.*
*enzo looked shocked wilbur never really asked about his day before*
"it- it was good i finished the work i had to do early and i got to talk to my friends"
*he smiles fluffing up his hair*
Wilbur smiled as he took another sip of coffee. "Well that's swell, Enzo." *The president was glad to hear as he sipped on the coffee, placing his pen down as his other hand tapped his desk.*
*He let out a sigh as he looked away, towards his paperwork.* "Say, do you think you can handle some paperwork? I'm currently swamped in it and i think i'm going a little loopy here-"
"sure i can what is it?"
*enzo says has this is nothing new as he is wilburs assistant, he sits down on the extra chair in the room and puts it besides wilbur's chair*
"Just file these papers in alphabetical order." *Wilbur spoke in a quick yet still calm and pleasant voice, gesturing towards a pile of papers.*
"And after that, I think i remember something about scheduling a meeting with someone and I need you to check the dates for me." *He explained, picking up his pen again and beginning to write something down.*
*enzo grabs the paper and finishes pretty quickly and after pulls out his computer*
"you do have a meeting with uh Jschlatt"
*Wilbur raised his eyebrow, setting the pen down as he looked up at Enzo.* "Jschlatt...? He still bothering about? Jesus, I thought i already told him to f—"
*Wilbur realized that Enzo was in the room and cleared his throat,* "Oh- I mean, oh dear. Well, thank you Enzo, I'll uh. Be off for my meeting now, I guess." *He got up, grabbing his suit jacket from its hanger before heading out the door.*
"do you want me to go with?"
*enzo says as a good assistant*
*The president glanced back towards Enzo and shook his head,* "No, please, I'll do fine myself."
*Wilbur let out a sigh,* "I'm sure that i can handle that big scary Jschlatt on my own." *He joked nervously, walking out of the office and shutting the door behind him.*
*enzo just sat there he went back on his computer and started reading through emails and setting dates for meetings for wilbur and other things. after an hour he finishes and goes on youtube and watches videos waiting for wilbur*
*About two hours later, the president had returned to his office. The bags under his eyes were still prominent, though he attempted to hide it by turning on his 'president mask'. He had his jacket slung over his shoulder and his hair looked slightly messy.*
