Nolan woke up and groggily walked towards his computer, only to see an open notepad instead of his keyboard.
"The fuck... oh. Looks like he was thinking about majors. Hmm... let's see, business studies, acting and battle suit engineering huh... the only common thing in these is that they are relatively safer jobs but maybe he doesn't know the dark truth about battle suit engineers.
I guess I'll have to tell him about how they are exploited with contracts. After all, he'll be able to understand just by seeing that there are no successful individual engineers. All the battle suits have the company name as the manufacturers and not the actual workers.
