Crack
"What was that?" Jules said, standing up abruptly upon hearing the noise. One of the many pockets on her cargo pants caught the chair as she stood, bumping it into the desk, and spilling her coffee. The foam landed as a nice tuft on her left high-heeled Adidas, but the little coffee that remained still soaked through to her toes. Jules cringed.
Stooping to wipe up the spill, she failed to notice the menacing figure that approached behind her.
Crack
"Sheesh!" Jules exclaimed. The noise from right behind her startled her and she slammed the back of her head underneath the desk, this time spilling her pitcher of ice water. Her right foot was not spared this time. Jules cringed again. Eventually she recovered enough to address Bruiser Brody, and ridiculed him for his obnoxious cracking, and creepy mannerisms.
Bruiser Brody stared at her unfazed. Then he took a walnut out of his mouth, put it back in, and bit down hard, cracking it with another Crack.
Jules cringed a third time, then punched Bruiser Brody in the face, toppling him to the floor unconscious. She stepped over his body to refill her water, and get another coffee. The rest of the day she worked in peace, without a single Crack to be heard.
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