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Jello.

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Jello sat in his office that cold, busy afternoon, with a lot of paperwork piled up by his assistant. He pulled one of the files out and read its content, it made him feel so weak. Jello was a top director in his firm but he had other priorities. It's content was simply a jumble for his brain, the workload was simply too much. Growing up Jello had dreamed of a different life, a life of a lot of possibilities, unpredictable events and thrilling encounters.

He groaned out loud as his eyes landed on his laptop. It looked so beautiful. An Apple MacBook pro. He longed for its satisfying touch. "Maybe I could play just one match and then I will get back to work " he thought out loud. He was talking about a video game on his system. But this was an obvious promise that he couldn't keep. Without a second thought, Jello grabbed his laptop and clicked on his favorite program. Goosebumps ran through his body as the screen flashed.

His eyes were so glued to the screen that he didn't even notice when his assistant entered the office. She mumbled some words to him, but he heard not even one word. His only concern was the soccer game he was about to play. He had no idea that his assistant had come to inform him of an important meeting with the company's biggest stakeholder and his presence was highly needed.

The match finally started as the comfort of the controller in his hands made him happy. He was just about scoring a goal when he heard a loud knock on the door. Reluctantly he slammed his tempting laptop shut and finally looked up, it was his boss. And he had disappointment written all over his face.

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