Break Time Funny Novels & Stories

“Damn, time flies when you’re having fun!” “You can say that again!” “Well, time runs like the wind.” “Oh, cut it out, you guys! It’s not like we won’t do this again.” “Yeah! In ten years, we’ll see each other again.” “Ten years? That’s too long! Why not next year?” “Dumbass! Are you that free??” “Hahaha!” The entire group teases each other for a while to ease the tension until it’s time to part ways with each other.

He was thinking if what to do when he saw his favourite coffee mug on her table with glaze stains making it clear she had used it. He couldn't hold it anymore. "RED!!!" He screamed. Red turned abruptly and saw her boss standing there. She got startled and fell off the chair. "What the fuck are you doing?" He moved closer to her as she stood up from the floor. "Taking a break." She answered wiping her skirts still chewing the half eaten doughnut in her mouth. "From what?!" He gritted. "From work." "It's freaking 10 AM Red." Daniel wanted to scratch at his skin in irritation, "What work are you taking a break from? You haven't even fucking done anything."

Despite Michael being an asshole, he was quite fun to watch movies with. We were in the sixth? Seventh? Eighteenth? Honestly, I had lost count of how many movies we had watched the moment we had taken a break in the afternoon. Yes, fucking afternoon. Before I blinked, it was thirteen minutes past twelve. We had to take, like, a two-hour break to eat something other than popcorn and use the bathroom. By the time we returned, it was another marathon. Who knew early 2000s rom-coms were so addicting? It was now my new favourite genre.

"Thanks for being honest." "No problem, but now tell me, how long until your dick wakes up again?" She propped herself up on one elbow and looked at him, then diverted her gaze to his half-erect penis and became discouraged, flopping back onto the pillow. "Oh, I guess it'll take another half hour or so, huh?" Frank took a while to recover from laughing. "Damn, I thought you were going to break me in bed, but instead you're trying to kill me with laughter. You women think we're all like you, give me a break, woman!" He said between chuckles.

" He replied excitedly. After that, many employees who was not yet finished working. "You can take your break now don't work over time," Jate stated on their employees around.

just a while ago were now sending grateful, overjoyed stickers and emojis in the chat. Lucy said, "Thank you so much for your generosity, Ms. Knox! I knew that having you as my boss was the best choice ever!" Gerard then said, "Thanks so much, Ms. Knox! I'll go check out the travel agenda right now!" Fiona said, "Wait, I need to go shopping first! I wanna look nice in my photos!" They sure changed their minds more quickly than a woman would. Just as everyone was getting excited for the trip, an untimely message popped up.

It's another day to be my apparently grouchy self, hands now tucked into my pockets, casually leaning against a lamp post; watching my happy band of colleagues come driving up the road. They come to a screeching halt, almost rubbing off the leather from my shoes, Brett's smiling face sticking out the window, the others laughing at whatever stupid joke was shared between them. An eyebrow lifts in the idiot's direction, a subtle question to ask if he thought this was hilarious, the car's tire only inches from my toes. "Just lighten up will you? " Brett jokes. "Could have been worse. I could have squashed your toes." Collin laughs along with the idiot, while I huff, holding unto the back of the

They sat there looking at each other and then burst out laughing. "Oh my goodness, you are something. Is your hand okay?" "Yes. I just need to ice it for another hour or so.... But how are you?" "I'm a little upset. But we're on a break so he can mingle." "Aarrg. Let's not talk about that anymore. You're actually making my headache worse." Ella laughed at that. "I have to ask though, how did Beau know how to calm you down?" "What? When?" "When he carried you out of the food court. "

Like full-body, shoulders-shaking laughter. “It’s not funny!” I hiss, smacking his arm, though I can’t help the small grin tugging at my lips. “That’s Calvin. Mr. ‘All Business, All the Time.’ Since when does he... dance like that?” Bill wipes at his eyes, still laughing. “Looks like Calvin’s not as boring as you thought.”

And that itself was frustrating. Lunch break ended thirty minutes ago. But the way our floor has been acting didn't looked like it. Instead of working, everyone was laughing and chattered with one another. Minju and her friend group laughed as if there was no tomorrow. The men were too happy with their chatter and were throwing paper balls at one another. Others just chatted amongst themselves. A few were even sleeping on their desks.