Sasuke's eyes go from his own desk to Apollo's bracelet to the miscreant in the corner acting as if he's entitled to coffee after starting the day doing absolutely nothing. Everything in life tests his patience but this will test it more so.

"... Fine, I get it." And he stands, slim fingers gripping two corners of the desk he'd been sitting at before looking back to his employer expectantly. "Where do you want them placed?" Focus on work. That's the key. Fighting Apollo and making himself look bad isn't necessarily required when he knows already that he's good at getting under Stiles's skin.

Maybe he can just convince him to quit instead and find a way other than indentured servitude to pay off his debt.