Another late update, courtesy of work and a dinner that went on for far too long. This piece was partially written on a napkin in the midst of a toast and carefully hidden from view before anyone dared to ask what was going on. Once more, someone seems a bit too eager in this scenario which leads me to believe he probably wants some too… I wish you all a good weekend.
“More extra hours?! Your dedication to this company is impressive, Jonathan, ” his boss declared.
“Less dedication and more fear, Mr. Adams.”
“If I go home, my wife is going to hypnotize and enslave… Mr. Adams, what are you…?” he gulped as he began being dragged across the office.
“Driving you home, you lucky bastard!”