"God, I need to figure this ouuttt..." Ismael was sitting at his desk, looking and scrolling through one of his projects, trying to think of what he could do to make his project interesting.
It was for modeling, and so he had to get ideas of what to make, otherwise he wouldn't be able to submit on time, and it'd take longer and longer...
He had the faint idea of staying here and working hard, or taking a small break to think about what he wants to do...