UNSEEN MOMENT
"Come on, Clayton," he sighed, frowning at me.
"Hmm," I replied unconsciously, typing away on my laptop.
"You've been working for hours now, Duckling. It's enough."
"I need to get this done," I replied, not bothering to glance at him.
"You can finish off in the morning. Come to bed," he insisted.
"No," I shook my head. "You sleep."
He sighed, before standing up and walking over to me. He bent down, glancing at the screen of my laptop. "Dude you're halfway through. It's enough for now. Your deadline is like a week away."
"I don't care," I replied. "It was too hard to motivate myself to sit and do this. I'm not risking a break."
He narrowed his eyes.
"Okay," he nodded. "You keep working. I'll do what I want."
"Sure," I muttered nonchalantly.
He sat down behind me,
