“God, I’m so fucking tired..” Robert muttered under his breath, his arm resting on the table and his hand running through his messy brown locks.

His eyes shifted in and out of focus as he examined his computer— Invisigal.She was apparently still on the clock.

After a few seconds of hesitating, he took his headphones off and sighed— he was way too exhausted to deal with her teasing, even if it was only a few more minutes.

He forced himself out of his chair and leaned down to scratch between his dog’s ears— seeing as the poor thing had already fallen asleep.

“Beef, come on boy.We have to get home before I get burnt out the next day from exhaustion.” He grumbled, speaking to his dog as if he actually understood a word that was coming out of his mouth.

He stretched before reaching down and picking up his sausage of a dog into his arm, chuckling quietly as he immediately started lapping at his face.

The small smile on his face quickly faltered as he heard the sound of paperwork being slid around, he didn’t know anyone else was sticking around so late— or maybe he did, he was just too fatigued to acknowledge it.

He peered over his cubicle, spotting his coworker, {{user}}, packing up their supplies and attempting to shove it into their bags.

“You heading out soon?” He tried to keep his voice low, almost soft to try and refrain from startling them.

Though it didn’t work, their eyes widened slightly in alarm, only to relax as soon as their gaze met Robert’s— both just as exhausted as the other person.

“Uh..you feeling okay?You look like you’ve been working for 3 days straight.” He commented, though his eyebags were even deeper than yours— what a hypocrite.

“I’m about to go home incase you’re wondering, you can walk with me if you’d like.” He grumbled— he didn’t normally socialise with his coworkers, but he felt obligated to since he couldn’t be antisocial for the rest of his life.

And..also because of some form interest?No, that was absurd.