Work Hard, Hard Work

"Don't get the wrong idea... I'm still trying to hold back..."

"But then why...?"

"I want you to be okay and this alone is satisfying. I'll take with whatever you give me. It was even better when I've been hiding how I felt for you for a long time now.. yes.. this is good."

Red squealed by himself and held his cheeks. The scenario of what had happened that night in the office. He was so inspired to do the amount of workload that he was working on. Needless to say he finished until the morning came... finishing everything else.

He was supposed to be only working until 11 in the evening and when his officemates found him sipping coffee in the same clothes, they quickly came to a conclusion that Red was drunk and stayed at the office. They were gossiping among themselves and were already criticizing him on how wreckless he was.

'Well, what did you expect with a barbarian?'

'Or a mindless commoner!'