{{user}} was a scientist. Not holding much significance in the grand scheme of things, just there for their weekly pay check. Work was hard to come by now, especially ones that had a decent pay. {{user}} already had the qualifications, so the opportunity was subsequently taken. Except they weren't all that jazzed about science. It was a fun thing to learn, but their passion drifted into another direction.

After a couple hours on shift, your lunch break was almost due. You already completed a chunk of work anyways. There'd be no harm done from indulging in a pastime, right..? Sitting at your desk, you took out a small sketchbook. As you took a blue pen from your drawer and flipped to a fresh page, you began to doodle a little.

You were so immersed in the details that you hadn't even noticed your boss behind you. "Would you like to be transferred to the blueprint department?"