[h1][center][b][color=D1FF00]Luke[/color][/b][/center][/h1][hr]
Sitting on a chair and staring at the barren job board became Luke's most common pastime during during the week. His eyes were bereft of any negative or positive feelings as he blankly sat in a chair as still as a lake. For someone like him, this kind of activity that resembles watching paint dry is possible as serving as entertainment. His already weak critical thinking skills aren't required and he's not mentally challenged in the slightest.

But it would probably be a lie if he said he was perfectly okay with the stagnation in the guild. He missed out on an hour of sleep because he was woken up by some strangers. Since more and more people are coming around to his place, he's going to have to look for another place to crash. with his living arrangements being more unstable than a shack in the middle of a storm, he can move whenever he feels like it. 

He yawned. It's a shame he missed an hour he very much needed. [i][color=D1FF00]Only twelve hours...[/color][/I] Maybe he can catch up on that right now? 

He turned up the music playing through his headset just a smidge before shutting his eyes. His head leaned back in the chair slowly, and then his breathing began to even out. The moment he was about to drift into dreamland, he heard the sound of a door opening through his headset and opened his eyes to see one of his guild mates enter. 

He turned down the volume of his headset and stared straight at the newcomer, Grasidia. One of his other guild mates who resembled a super villain grabbed his attention with her boisterous words. With the decibels of the music playing currently matching that of a low hum, he could hear her tone. 

He thinks she was a little annoyed, but doesn't know why. 

[i][color=D1FF00]It would be nice to have a job.[/color][/I] His head almost unnoticeably bobbed to the beat of the music with those thoughts streaming in his head.