The Substitute Bride
The other arm was clutching a bottle of brandy that was now empty, two butts of cigarettes on the floor and a lighted one in the ashtray .
Klaus' heart fell at the sight , he crouched low , stretched out his left hand to comfort him , his hand was now closer to his shoulder when he hesitated and clenched his fist hard and stood up. Shit ! He groaned , he tugged his hair hard almost pulling it from the scarp , he wanted to feel pain and he felt it as he succeeded in pulling some strands of his hair. Seeing those strands in his fist , he became calm once more . He knelt on one knee , his left hand found its way to his boss's shoulder and he patted it slowly.