March 23, 2013
Vlad stared at his old co-workers, who were off the clock and having a good time. They were sporting goofy grins and some had their arms draped over each other's shoulders. Even his crush, Thomas, was there. The photos took awhile to load--blurry at first--but occasionally if he tapped them they would resonate. He found himself losing patience, tapping the next photo repeatedly to no avail. What he felt was regret. If only he made more of an effort to hang out with them. Would he still be working there? Would he want to be working there?