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Work Time, Tea Time
Within the depths of N Corp, a man enters his room, tired of work.
He had been in meetings all day. Discussions involving dividing sectors, and where to distribute certain technologies.
A scientist such as Gubo has to put his mind through mental strains if it means keeping his job for longer.
He had been in meetings all day. Discussions involving dividing sectors, and where to distribute certain technologies.
The night has long fallen, and he still cannot afford to unwind. Not today.
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Gubo
N Corp
There's much work to do.
Immediately he gets to it. Stacks of paperwork, unfinished blueprints to draw and look over.
His partner already understood the assignment—He too had a job.
That is, to make sure his lover didn't go overboard.
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Raccoon
???
Do you need anything, Gubo? Some tea, or a massage?
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Gubo
N Corp
Don't be ridiculous. You'll only worsen my back.
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Raccoon
???
Hey, I was just kidding! There's gotta be something I can do for you, right?
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Gubo
N Corp
... Tea would be appreciated.
Raccoon wasn't particularly amazing at making tea. But he knew what Gubo liked just enough to know the steps.
Quick hands make and deliver a cup that was just good enough to serve.
Looking over Gubo, the child of the Outskirts sighed aloud.
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Raccoon
???
How long have you been at this?
He asks with worried eyes, but Gubo doesn't even look up.
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Raccoon
???
Hey.
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Gubo
N Corp
I cannot have that conversation right now.
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Raccoon
???
What kind of conversation do you want, then? If you keep this up, you won't be able to work anymore.
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Gubo
N Corp
.....
Gubo's writing slows, and Raccoon holds his hand.
The worker's wrist was cold from the air around them.
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Gubo
N Corp
The Director put a lot of trust in me over this.
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Gubo
N Corp
I do not know what will happen if I stop.
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Gubo
N Corp
She could have me fired, or even terminated.
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Gubo
N Corp
Or...
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Gubo
N Corp
She could take you away from me.
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Raccoon
???
Gubo...That won't happen.
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Gubo
N Corp
Hm. No, don't you worry.
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Gubo
N Corp
I have no problem clocking overtime if it means that you get to stay with me.
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Raccoon
???
You just act so cold sometimes.
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Gubo
N Corp
I know. It's for your sake, is it not?
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Gubo
N Corp
Little spark of hope, wrapped around my finger...something is about to happen, very soon.
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Raccoon
???
What do you mean by that?
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Gubo
N Corp
... When that day comes, you will be my side to see my work come to fruition.
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Gubo
N Corp
Until then, I will have to keep this distance.
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Gubo
N Corp
Just know you're watching greatness unfold before those very eyes.
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Raccoon
???
Hum...I don't think I understand just yet.
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Raccoon
???
I don't mind waiting at all!
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Raccoon
???
Oh! Did you want another drink?
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Gubo
N Corp
Yes. Hurry.
Those words that Gubo told him...He wonders if he meant them at all.
"Will he really keep up this act until that so-called greatness comes?"
Knowing how this man is with his affections, Raccoon wouldn't put it past him to be truthful.
Some feeling in him stings just a little, though it's better than most truths.
The distance, he believes, is worth this futile love.