[ Pizza sounds so good right about now… Jude’s energy was… depilating… must recharge… with greasy pizza and barbeque wings… ] I-I’m so hungry… [ The words on his lips were at a whisper, knowing that saying them means Alvin’s right and he should be home, resting, sleeping, eating--!
No! No, he needs to learn to keep motivated; Jude’s downfall is caving too easily from desire. His passions are suffering because he’s not keeping focused on the task at hand, that’s always been his issue. At least, that’s what raced around in Jude’s head constantly… that he “lacked motivation” and craved things like sleeping and eating “too much” which must drive his lover of choice crazy. Whether Jude believed it or not he did require more sleep then he’d been getting. All those long hours… usually 7am till whatever ungodly hour at night—the current time on his clock was 11pm, and he’d get up around 6 and throw himself in the shower and rush to work and get their about 10 minutes early and start working right away and sometimes he didn’t even go home depending on the staff they had available.
…Needless to say Jude’s been overworked… but he doesn’t see it that way. ]
…Maybe we could order it for here? Or not, I mean, I know you’d rather not be here… [ Typing away at the document he was writing about some formula Alvin didn’t understand. ] I promise I’ll have dinner with you tomorrow. I’ll leave work once it’s time to clock out, promise. We can do something nice; I get paid tomorrow so maybe I can pay? What about that? [ Eyes never leaving his computer screen.
…They got paid for working now, by the way. Jude’s new Speria Corp. name tag labeled him as such. In Rieze Maxia they didn’t have “salary” time so Jude didn’t really understand the concept but he was getting paid a salary. He didn’t even need to show up today if he didn’t want to! ]
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No! No, he needs to learn to keep motivated; Jude’s downfall is caving too easily from desire. His passions are suffering because he’s not keeping focused on the task at hand, that’s always been his issue. At least, that’s what raced around in Jude’s head constantly… that he “lacked motivation” and craved things like sleeping and eating “too much” which must drive his lover of choice crazy. Whether Jude believed it or not he did require more sleep then he’d been getting. All those long hours… usually 7am till whatever ungodly hour at night—the current time on his clock was 11pm, and he’d get up around 6 and throw himself in the shower and rush to work and get their about 10 minutes early and start working right away and sometimes he didn’t even go home depending on the staff they had available.
…Needless to say Jude’s been overworked… but he doesn’t see it that way. ]
…Maybe we could order it for here? Or not, I mean, I know you’d rather not be here… [ Typing away at the document he was writing about some formula Alvin didn’t understand. ] I promise I’ll have dinner with you tomorrow. I’ll leave work once it’s time to clock out, promise. We can do something nice; I get paid tomorrow so maybe I can pay? What about that? [ Eyes never leaving his computer screen.
…They got paid for working now, by the way. Jude’s new Speria Corp. name tag labeled him as such. In Rieze Maxia they didn’t have “salary” time so Jude didn’t really understand the concept but he was getting paid a salary. He didn’t even need to show up today if he didn’t want to! ]