Robin stared at his iPhone still in mild shock. He was stood in his tiny kitchen wearing only a tight pair of boxers and a bit of stubble on his chin. He subconsciously scratched his crotch as he continued to stare at the time. [color=DarkOrange]“Well damn, someone actually hired me... fuc-”[/color] He dropped his phone onto an oven-glove as he dashed around to make himself presentable. 

One shave, shower and poop later, he emerged from his bathroom as a dashing young man in a black suit, white shirt and red tie (That wasn't tied very well and didn't hug his collar but rather hung loosely). He filled up a flask of delicious black coffee and picked up his keys, wallet and phone. He glanced at the time. 

[color=DarkOrange]“SHIIIIIIIII-”[/color] He squealed as he rushed out of his apartment and headed to work. He was probably going to get there at 9:59, but maybe he'll get lucky.