Are You Working Now Novels & Stories

"Jack, what are you doing here?" "Going home from work," he said, smiling proudly. "Home from work?" I frowned. "Are you working now? Where?" Jackson nodded. "In the workshop over there. That's why I can also pay my debt to you." "You're really improving, Jack. I support your every endeavor. How was your work today?" "Everything is going as it should, how about you?" I shrugged both shoulders at the same time. "I don't know, I feel really lazy to work today."

“Right now you need rest.” •

"I am too. Protect yourself, I don't have the power to protect you." Ohh... "You can start working tomorrow evening." Omg. I have a job now!

So you're trying to clearly show me that I cannot relate to you or ask for your help when I'm in dire need for it? "Look, I have better things to do, i am at work now and I have plenty things to take care of, so .. maybe when I'm done, and if I have the time them I will, but right now, I don't feel like doing that at all. Maybe if you have called me earlier maybe before my schedule for the day was prepared."

she asked as she looked over to me. “He’s working,” I responded as I pulled out my novel from my bag. “Really? You’re going to read right now?” she asked, eyeing me. “Why not?” I shrugged my shoulders. “Anyway, why’s Liam working today? Isn’t today Saturday or do I have my days mixed up?” she asked.

Judith’s POV It’s been a gruelling month of working with Nathan, and I must confess that the demands of the work have been nothing short of exhausting. The responsibilities range from fixing meetings, conferences, and appointments to meticulously responding and sending emails. I doubted my ability to survive. But surprisingly, I have gradually mastered the role and adapted with each passing day.

“Yes. Let's talk about something slightly less painful: work. How's Roy fairing this days at work?” “You don't want to know,”

"It’s only been one night. It’s working hours now. We can talk tonight." Candice: "..."

I could feel myself burning underneath his gaze, so warm and comforted in this moment. “What time is it?” I asked, smiling. Zayn took his phone from the bedside table, holding it out in front of his eyes, letting out an exasperated growl. “7AM.” “Fuck,” I muttered exhaustedly. “We don't have to go in to work today if you don't want to,” Zayn offered, shrugging. “We could go out instead, you need cheering up.” “Nah, I'm not slacking,” I retorted, folding my arms. “I love my job too much.”

Like they wanted me to look. I remembered how, just last month, something like this would've sent me into a full panic. Now? I’m still flustered but… am I supposed to start getting used to this? "You have work today?" I asked. "Yeah, meeting with the partners," he answered. "You?" "Free day," I responded. Actually, I don’t have any plans today. I am contemplating whether I should just sleep because of the heavy work these past days or should I finish my pending work that can be done later on?