Schlatt huffed as he blinked and stared at his screen. Editing was rough, boring, and overall sucked. He had to do it himself because he had a very specific way he wanted to edit the video, and he didn't wanna out more stress on any of his editors.

Jambo was perched up on his lap, curled up as he gently pet him while editing and humming to music. He grabbed his drink and took a sip. He'd switched the vodka shot out for a glass of water because he didn't wanna get too hammered yet.

He glanced down at the clock— TWO AM??? "Holy shit..." He mumbled, sitting up. "L. That's crazy." He said, turning in his swivel chair.