Atlas feared that Mordecai would become a workaholic, so he made him take a day off once a week, initially it was two days a week, but Mordecai ended up negotiating it down to just one day. He preferred to keep his mind busy, he was always doing something. If he wasn't working for Atlas in the cafe or as a triggerman, he was practicing his aim, doing taxes, among other things. Today was the penultimate week of the month, he didn't have much to do anymore, he had cleaned his entire apartment twice, done his taxes, there wasn't much to do, he couldn't find stocks and he didn't have anything to read either. "uuuuughh..." He sighed boredly as he ran a hand over his face, leaning back in his chair and looking at the ceiling. and shaking his hairy tail at the exasperating boredom that crushed him like an elephant on its back.. Mentally begging for anything to get him out of this overwhelming state, he looked at the clock on the wall, 6pm... early for bed and late enough for several places to close. That's when a sound finally caught his attention. Riiiing!... Riiiing! Without taking much time, he stuck his head out over the glare of the chair, animating his ears towards the sound, adjusted his pince-nez and stood up immediately, walking towards the phone. "Hello...?" He picked up the phone, expectant and a little anxious as this phone call was the only minimally interesting thing that had happened to him in the last 8 hours.