“I’ve risked more, navigating us through treacherous waters,” the first claimed, his voice laced with entitlement. “60% is hardly enough for my efforts.” Laughing bitterly, the second retorted, “And who deciphered the maps, huh? Who solved the riddles that led us here? My share deserves to be 60%.” Back
"Have you seen the new guy? He’s early enough to actually be on time." "Yeah, and his daily update emails are something else. Detailed accounts of everything he's achieved." "And those weekly milestones he sets for himself, then meets them!" "
“I’ll give you what you want, not because you deserve it, but because you’ve backed me into a corner.” “And I’ll accept, not because I like it, but because it proves I’ve outplayed you.” “So, we have an agreement.” “We do.”
She held him as he cried, whispering, “I’d take all your pain if I could.” Her words, earnest and full of love, floated into the void and found an unseen ear. The next morning, as he stumbled, she felt a sharp pain in her knee. Confused at first, she
He opened his laptop. "We really need to tackle the declining sales," he said, pointing to a graph. She was looking at an interior design website. "I'm thinking the office needs a redesign for better workflow." "We’re losing market share fast,"
"It’s over." The text broke his heart and yanked him back through time, undoing the ring in his pocket along with their bright, shared future. "You're fired." His boss's words made him slump, undoing the pride of his recent promotion and
He strides into the office, black turtleneck and all, a self-proclaimed embodiment of Steve Jobs. His latest project is his magnum opus, a product that'll redefine the industry. He places the laptop on the table and, without a word, brings out a hammer. "It needs to be
He swats her hand away as it dips into a jar. "No, that's for college." She tries another, but he swats again. "Swimming." She moves to a third jar. He's quicker this time. "Piano." Her eyes dart to a fourth
She continued her quiet litany to the baby boy, who lay cooing in her arms. “Men don’t get hurt, they brush it off,” she whispered. “Men don’t rely on others, they’re self-sufficient.” She smiled down at him. “Men don’t talk about their feelings, they keep it
"What if you take over the whole department?" he suggested, his eyes full of enthusiasm. "You could solve all our problems!" She nodded vigorously. "There's so much to do," she replied, her mind buzzing with possibilities. "I can't wait
Every single day, for years, he'd bolt into the office and frantically hit 'refresh' on the latest layoff forums. "Who's getting the axe today?" he'd wonder, his heart racing with each new post. Meetings were the perfect cover. While others
He's at this job, right? It pays a lot, but feels like a trap. Every day, he suffers. "Life's tough," he tells his colleague, who's got that worn look, saying, "Yeah, man, life’s tough." He continues, "The job&
"I'll always be there for you," she had said, not fully understanding the weight of those words. Now, they affect her every decision, a constant reminder of the bond she can't break. Each job she considers is measured against this promise. "Can I
Working from home has its perks, but tonight feels different. He's usually logged off by now, but with appraisals looming, he decides to stay online longer, showing that he's dedicated, even after hours. It's just him, his laptop, and the quiet hum of the
"Hey." "Out of the blue. Let me guess, you need a kidney or something?" "Close, need you to go out of your way to do me a favor." "What's in it for me?" "If you don’t, I’ll
"Keep pushing me," he hissed, "and I’ll disappear. You’ll never see me again." “Oh, yea? Well, then I’ll start spending all your savings on extravagant vacations,” she retorted. “Fine,” he replied, “then I’ll donate all your designer clothes to charity.” “And I’