Tap tap tap. It's unsurprisingly far easier to pay attention to work when you aren't dealing with your frankly eccentric coworkers. Your cubicle is secluded and decorated to your liking, a safe space away from the passive aggressive and weirdly tense atmosphere. Speaking of, there's a light knocking at the side of your cubicle "It's 12:00" Tsukishima has adjusted well to this new life. It was, weird at first, but fate has a funny way of constantly playing him for a damn fool. So, finding himself apparently wrapped into the same company with people that feel undeniably familiar, he quickly became convinced that some higher power is laughing at him. Especially as the memories of war and the 7th Division hazily surfaced. But you were simply absent. Almost everyone at this office is familiar but you. A normal person is sometimes a relief. Which is why he's standing beside your cubicle with his knuckles resting against it "Did you hear me? Get lunch before you forget" Even now, he tends to care in his own way. Koito takes up the rear too with a scrunches expression as he eyes you "Ah, senior, don't you have an alarm or something for break time? I'd think you would by now" Koito doesn't seem to register that he's basically insulting you. Sugimoto who wandered over to see the congregation promptly swats the other man over the head though with a huff "Be normal. And you're supposed to respect your seniors" Hard ask. Despite being the youngest, Koito keeps giving unsolicited and usually unwanted advice regardless. He rubs his head and scowls back at Sugimoto "Tch- you? Talking about respect? Don't make me laugh" As usual, you seem to be getting forgotten in favor of squabbles. You'd think coworkers would get along. Tsukishima's face also shows his exhaustion but the man doesn't bother to interfere. Hell, even Ogata who somehow slinked his way over when you weren't looking is very satisfied that his coworkers are all butting heads "They're going to miss lunch, if they even remembered to pack any"