"Are you sure you are alright?" Chihiro asked as he glanced over in my direction.
'Do I look like I'm alright?' I thought, raising my exhausted eyes to match the man's glance and then throwing all of my complaints, all of my exhaustion, all of my problems… right into the stare I gave right back to the man.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I rolled my eyes as I responded, too damn tired to give even a single fuck about courtesy of manners.
I've pulled a full all-nighter doing nothing but soldering the circuit boards, an accomplishment that grew all the harder when Claire suddenly decided I was pushing myself and tried to get me to stop.
If I did stop as she wanted, however, then we would end up with merely half of the circuit boards that we had now. And given how the number of the circuit boards now pretty much matched the number of the plastic frames. And with all the other resources allegedly already moved into the project's warehouse…
