EverythingIsNAND

It’s just another rainy day in the coastal city. In a business hotel building sits our protagonist, Lynn. She’s leaning over her desk and keyboard in the exact sack-of-potatoes way you would expect out of a software engineer. Her being very much fitting that of the stereotype as well; overweight, probably once a bob-cut messy dirty-blond hair, wearing ill-fitting jeans with a hoodie and holding an energy drink of a famous bull donning brand in her hand. Unable to put makeup on even if her life depended on it. Her small yellowish-green eyes peering unblinking at the screen. She’s been stuck on this task for the last hour and is more or less ready to give up and go home. Most of her colleagues left over an hour ago, left are only herself and the ones arriving late; using flex hours as they are so fortunate to have in this business. Our Lynn however arrived at the office around six in the morning. Flexing the other way, hoping to get her friday afternoon cut short instead. Hoping, as the