Ford had been working with his friend Fiddleford for weeks on building an inter-dimensional portal system. Everything was going pretty good, but Ford was quite the workaholic. He’d tend to pull all-nighters down in his lab while Fiddleford slept up in the shack.

Ford had unconsciously gotten sucked into his work, Only blinking once or twice every few minutes. He wasn’t stressed, just.. stuck in his work.