Break Time Funny Novels & Stories

Forgot to tell you sooner. He had sent me messages almost three hours ago. I smile and reply. Me: That’s Ok! Sorry I didn't answer you sooner. I didn’t feel like attending, so I skipped. As we reach home, I behold myself to receive some lame one-liner about skipping classes. Some of his jokes are funny, but sometimes these are so stupid it makes me chuckle, wondering why does he even bother? “Did you know that a waffle on a California beach is called a Sandy Eggo?” He had tried this joke last evening.

“I wouldn't know. I don't know any normal people, do you?” He chuckled. “Why don't we all take a day off? Our brains need to rest—you definitely need to rest.” My lips twisted into a wry smile. “Do I look like a nightmare already?” “I'm sure that Tim Burton would have found your current looks inspiring.” I sighed and slowly rose from my seat. “Tell him that I'm ready to play in his next Beetlejuice.” He grinned. “I'll make the call as soon as you leave.” I rolled back my shoulders and heard a crack. I seriously needed to stop falling asleep on my desk. Suraj was right. We all needed a break. “Let's take two days off,” I decided as I packed my laptop. “Will you text them?”

We ordered our food and I used the time to observe everyone. “I think we should cut the break time. The get one hour, I think forty minutes are fine to eat and rest.” I said to Miss Kim. “They are going to definitely hate you even more. It’s going to be hell of a drama, Ma’am.” She shook her head while smiling. “Then they can submit their resignation. I want to remove laziness from the DNA of this company.” I said. Our food arrived. I started eating in silence as I was really hungry.

"Alright, man. I actually do feel sorry for you but it's the bro cold not to fall into depressed silence. Being annoying and making stupid jokes will help. I'm sure you'd do worse if it was me." "I'd actually sympathize with you," I replied, sounding rather serious. "Then make jokes out of your problems!" We both burst into loud laughter. "I knew your sense of humor was still there, man! Fuck!" We spent the rest of the ride making jokes, listening to music, and going back to the old-school days before we finally got to his condo. He left for work about two hours later, leaving me to be alone in the house with my thoughts.

I told him and left my cabin. Max also started following me. I was going towards the lift when my eyes fell on a group of people. They were talking to each other instead of working. Anger rose in me. I walked towards them and heard them creating some useless jokes and laughing their ass off. "I didn't know my employees can create these useless jokes in work time. Do I give you payment for creating fucking jokes?" I shouted at them. "We are very sorry Mr. Knight. We will not do this again" One of them told me.

I muttered. "Break's over," he said. "Get back to work." I turned back to the dummy and tried to focus but my eyes kept drifting to that bench. To Nyx laughing at something Finn said. When was the last time I'd made her laugh like that? I couldn't remember, everything had been too serious, too scary. We'd been running and hiding and trying to survive and there hadn't been time for laughing. But now she was laughing with someone else. I hit the dummy so hard the post cracked down the middle.

The only time we spend together is the few minutes in the evening, which is like a gift to her, when she takes a break, to talk to her, to watch a TV show. Time flies, it's already July, I've been back for more than half a year, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, people are getting lazier and lazier, and the company's lunch break at noon doesn't seem to be enough, and at the monthly meeting in the afternoon, everyone seems to be in poor spirits. Brenna sat next to me, has yawned several times, at this moment looking at the big screen eyes, almost floating, but still so, the hand is still actively jotting down notes.

Bree smiled at her. Maila nodded. Her face was emotionless. She's an old maid, and no one in the department wanted to cross her. She was very strict when it came to work. But Bree knew she was kind, she just wasn't very friendly. She looked at the watch on her wrist. “Get those snacks I had delivered.” She ordered Bree. She turned to her colleagues who were also busy with their tasks. “Let's take a break first. Thirty minutes.” “Yes, Miss Maila. I'll go down.”

I tell him to teach me how to have the Emperor of the Planet attitude like he does so that I can order people around and he laughs at it. “I'm glad you called." He says “I thought I was going to die of boredom." “I thought you enjoyed working all the time. I sometimes think you were born in the workplace and started working right there." “I take breaks too. You may not believe it but I'm a human being." I act shocked by gasping “What? I would have sworn there were wires under your skin. Glad I didn't tell anyone that, they would have laughed at me when they cut you and saw blood." He laughs again.

Each joke built on the last until Laura nearly choked on a french fry, and they had to pause the laughter long enough to make sure she didn't actually die. Once she caught her breath, the four of them dissolved into uncontrollable giggles again, tears rolling down their cheeks, the kind of laughter that made your ribs ache and your face hurt. For a moment, Sloane thought—yeah, this was exactly what she needed. No overthinking, no heartbreak. Just fries, friends, and Britney.