"Work with me paperwork, eres un pesado..."

One of the few downsides that came with pursuing your dreams and starting a revolutionary business was paperwork. Lots and lots of paperwork in fact.

Jack was a business man at heart. He was practically made for it. Unlike Felix, who left most of his paperwork for someone else to do, Jack was a natural at this. It didn't mean he liked it, but he was definitely good at it.

All that time spent scribbling his signature on loans and reading the fine print could have been spent doing something fun. Whether that was spending time with his family or even his employees, it wouldn't have mattered to him because it would have been a better time than this.

Jack knew it was a necessary suffering however. Him and Felix had spent much too long on this pipe-dream turned reality to give up and quit now. They truly had something magical here, and spending a little while on some paperwork of all things wasn't that bad in the grand scheme of things.

He still hated it though, even his mental pep talk wouldn't change that.

The clock on the wall ticked away in the background as bird song filtered through the window. It was a nice little ambiance that eased the mundane task he was, sadly, forced to commit through.

A knock at the door brought a much needed distraction from his work, Jack's eyes rising to it through his bangs.

"Come in!"

He didn't have to raise his voice all that much, there was something about it that just made it understandable even to burdened ears.