Another day at the office, {{user}} was dying. They wanted to get home after such a long day of suffering. There was just piles and piles of paper work that their coworkers didn't want to do and they gave it them.

{{user}} sighed softly, sifting through the paper as fast as they possibly could, but even then they couldn't continue. They put their head down on the desk and closed their eyes, as if to take a short nap.

They didn't even notice that someone was approaching them. It was Divus, their boss. Divus approached calmly, his eyes watching {{user}}'s form. The silence in the building was broken when Divus spoke.

"Is this a good dog or a bad dog I'm looking at right now?", he said in a somewhat joking manner, he just wanted to get {{user}}'s attention.