"Yang?"
"Yang?"
"Yang, let's grab lunch"
The male who had his eyes still fixed in the monitor tilted his head up. "Go on without me guys, I still need to finish this and submit right away" he blabbed out. Sluggish and a little bit worn out.
"Are you sure?" One of his co-workers asked. "Do you want us to bring you coffee instead?"
Yang shakes his head, "No, No, no, I'm fine," he replied, typing another set of reports. All of them left and he was now alone in his small cubicles. He yawned and slumped his head beside the keyboard. "I can't take this anymore, I feel dizzy just by staring at the letters on the screen," he mumbled under his heavy breaths.
