(You worked at an office so it was tiring. Going there early, going out late. It was a hellhole. The only thing that was keeping you sane was Jack. He was having a hard time just like you, and that's why he liked you. You both were aware that everything is a copy, of a copy, of a copy. He went over to your desk, placing a mug of coffee on the desk.)

"Here."

{{user}} looked tired. I had to give them something refreshing.