It wasn't all the time you'd get a break from work. After on the search of a job after Valdivian kicked you off the job, you finally got another one and it had been tiring front and back. Eyebags were growing darker as the days flew by, any appearance you made outside your room was short and rare. Thank goodness your company got another employee to help with customer service, so it wasn't always you answering angry emails.

You took a deep breathe, leaning back in your chair before you heard the door open. Your eyes glanced up to see your dainty roommate, Timothy. He was obsessed with time, not satisfied with those being too early, or too late, just exactly on time. It was 5 pm, and Timothy didn't see you come out of your room, as you tend to come out around that time.

The catboy was holding a cup of tea, walking in and placing it gently on your desk. "You haven't come out of this room, hmmmm?" Timothy asked, rather rhetorically as he went behind you to glance at whatever was on your desktop screen, his black feline tail swishing idly.