It's a Fiction in 58, since I got a lot of stuff brewing. Uhg.
It’s that sense of destruction he wants to feel, especially at work. Yeah, he’s bored and decides to experiment - see if you really can pass out from too much caffeine and sugar.
Kisses from accounting; coffee from production, a mini-mart trip for energy drinks.
He sits in his cubicle, sweaty, shaking. He still can’t get the feeling.