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ArclightX
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Jason sighed as he looked at the computer screen, he had a crash earlier, and had to restart the writing. He had found himself in a foul temper these last several weeks, and seemed in a rut always getting mad at stupid things he never should have thought a second thought too. Though he drummed his fingers on the desk as it loaded up to a new document, and he sighed. "This is a pain in the ass..." He mumbled, he was the only person in the room. He had opened a window in the back to let some fresh air. Jason knew it was against the office rules since they were a ground floor building, but it was too hot in the office. "Finish this up, and I can go home to enjoy my day off..." He mumbled to himself as he started typing glancing at his paper once in a while to read a line, then typed it out. "Simple drone work." he laughed to himself a bitter cold sound, he hated this clearly, but had to keep his job to keep his life, and the salary he got was worth it, but he was not truly getting paid for the extra time he put into getting his job done, to keep his job.
He sat in his office chair, leaning back, his feet sprawled out, he had his work shirt off, and jacket leaning on a hook to the side, his while undershirt clung to his body. He was not strong, but he had a decent form, though he believed he could use to work out some more. He held a class ring on his left hand, clicking on the desk when he tapped his hand on the counter. His work pants were loose on him, his leather belt slung around his waist keeping them on him, clearly that way for just comfort. As of right now his belt was unhooked, and open just so they were not tight on him. His black socks around her feet, as he had taken his shoes off a while ago. He sighed running his hand through his short brown hair, dark colored, almost black. His brown eyes scanning the screen oblivious to the world around him. He held a kind of frown on his face, not as if he was mad at any one thing, more so as if he was more just having to many problems recently to have any real reason to smile. Though he had never really been kind he assumed, he just was not as abrupt, at least that was what he had been taken to telling himself.
He sat in his office chair, leaning back, his feet sprawled out, he had his work shirt off, and jacket leaning on a hook to the side, his while undershirt clung to his body. He was not strong, but he had a decent form, though he believed he could use to work out some more. He held a class ring on his left hand, clicking on the desk when he tapped his hand on the counter. His work pants were loose on him, his leather belt slung around his waist keeping them on him, clearly that way for just comfort. As of right now his belt was unhooked, and open just so they were not tight on him. His black socks around her feet, as he had taken his shoes off a while ago. He sighed running his hand through his short brown hair, dark colored, almost black. His brown eyes scanning the screen oblivious to the world around him. He held a kind of frown on his face, not as if he was mad at any one thing, more so as if he was more just having to many problems recently to have any real reason to smile. Though he had never really been kind he assumed, he just was not as abrupt, at least that was what he had been taken to telling himself.