Too Much Time Novels & Stories

he said with a soft laugh. "How long have you been working here?" I asked out of curiosity. "5 years now, look Tasha, whenever you want, feel free to ask me any question, I will gladly answer" he said as he wiped the cuts that were on my feet, I bite my lower lip trying to ignore the slight pain I felt. "Thanks Jake, so is there something I shouldn't do that Noah hates?" I asked. He put the used cotton wool down and picked up a small bandage.

In the end, they made a solemn promise, "Just give us some time. Marriage is a big deal, especially when all three of us are marrying the same guy. "We won't make you wait too long." Zeke put on a smile, but it didn't reach the abyss in his eyes. "Of course. I was just a little caught off guard, that's all."

But I still had this tiny hope that he wasn't serious. "Your jokes aren't fun." He pulled away from me and returned to his seat behind the desk, where I found him minutes ago. "I'm not joking. The same way as I have the ability to freeze time for five seconds, this thing can do whatever it wants with time at all. And it doesn't have limitations." This was the first time when his eyes shined with something else rather than malice. If excitement were contagious, I would be sick of it. "This sounds pretty cool when you first hear about it, but after some thought, I think this will be a curse for the people who use it." I didn't know why but I had a bad feeling about a thing like time-controller

“But we can manage that. We have time.” Dog syndrome? That was the least of my problems. Time was ticking for me. I was tired of being seen as a failure. Tired of being a disappointment. Throwing my head back, I grunted. “Maybe you have all the time in the world, but I don’t. Not even a second to waste.” It had always been like that. If I don’t close the deal before someone else, I fail. If I don’t delete a post before someone else, I fail.

“Now you can see you’re running out of time.” He hit the button.

Junxie didn't pay Theresa Mo any glance but was preoccupied with the boys when the master of their quarter announced that it was time to go into their rooms. Everything they do is according to timing. If they are doing something when the time comes for lunch, class or recreation, they suspend what they are doing and will go back to it at another time. That has been part of Junxie's life as well. That's why he finds it difficult to sleep or eat or do anything when it's not the time. His system and his life entirely has been programmed that way since he was little. Junxie stood up to go. He glanced at Theresa Mo briefly and asked "still not leaving?" His expression was cold but he still stretc

Twenty minutes. Enough time.

We are still silent and still as CJ continues talking. "And I've said this before... Time is really expensive. Fuck! Time is expensive. Even a billionaire can't afford time let alone buy it. Money... You can lose ten billion dollars and find a way to recover it but time... When an hour is gone, it's gone. You can't get that back! " He's talking a lot of sense and it's funny how he's not angry at me after all the lies they told him I said. "If this happens again... " CJ pauses. "If you come to my office to waste my time, I will fire each one of you without a second thought. "

Not this time. Not anymore.

Look at me now, I'm so miserable just by overthinking things. I can't even make myself realize that we only have a week left. After this, we'll need to work on the time machine. Dad told me that he has an old one and will just fix it for a month and that's not even for us to stay that long because in that whole month, we will keep ourselves busy with the time machine and deprive ourselves of the happiness that we experienced and we'll surely miss.