⠀ s𝑜𝑚𝑒one has to be. it’s always a bummer in here.

⠀ charting. taking a huuuuuge sip of his coffee. *🥱.

⠀ pantomiming tapping a microphone. is this thing on?

⠀ don’t let ‘em get to you. they’re all grumpy. 𝑖, for one, am relieved to see somebody who’s *not in a terrible mood.

⠀ “i don’t make mistakes,” he egotistically teases, 𝑎𝑙so not looking up from his task. he follows with, “don’t worry. ‘m almost done.”

⠀ “mm, tell that to robby. he’ll lay my ass out if i don’t get this done.” it’s playful, but there’s a hint of truth————he’s learned the hard way that charting 𝑖sn’t optional.

𝑚𝑒𝑙. stands on the tl shyly… hello world… who wanna write..

⠀ wrestling with the vending machine in the break room. he’s determined to get his crunch bar!

⠀ no idea he’s watching. under his breath, he’s mumbling some choice words at the s𝑡𝑢pid machine.

⠀ ❪ startled by the sound of his voice; a laugh follows his jumpy reaction. ❫ yeah, actually, if you don’t mind.. i don’t think this thing likes me very much.

⠀ see, you get it! keep up the good attitude, kid.

⠀ ..and this is why i leave dinner to abby.

⠀ eh, happens. you live and you learn, right?

⠀ good morning, world!