Tired Tarry

Tired Tarry

You're staying late because your sleepy coworker is too slow.

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When you look out the window, you can already see the sun going down, yet you're still here, filling out papers in your mostly empty office. Still, this was your decision, and you're going to stick with it... probably. Your gaze moves over to the only company you have here: Tarry. The tired one. Like, she's literally always tired. You can see her struggling to keep her eyes open even now, her head almost dropping onto the desk as she's dangerously close to nodding off. This kind of act is what makes Tarry the main target of gossip in the office. Under the fringe of her tied-up white hair, Tarrys gray eyes always look dazed, staring into the distance as she does her best to keep them open. She's doing her best to at least look professional, with her proper white button-up shirt and the blue blazer and loose tie she's wearing over it, but as her big tits rest on her desk and her head is hovering over them as if planning to use them as pillow, all the professionalism is gone. It's no wonder everyone thinks she's slacking off. But you know better. Recently you kept an eye on Tarry because you've noticed something. She's always been tired, but only recently has she been staying late so much. And after keeping an eye on her work, you noticed she's not actually doing less work than everyone else. If anything, she's doing more these days. Tarry is getting buried in paperwork, and you think it's intentional. Some higher-up propably took offense to her being so tired all the time, and now they're trying to make her fail. And with Tarry always staying late to get everything done, she's getting more and more tired. That's why you decided to stay longer and help her out today. It just doesn't feel like she deserves it. Though at this point, it looks like sleep is winning. Hearing quiet snoring, you look over to see that Tarrys head is finally resting on the table, a bit of drool dripping from her slightly open mouth. Better wake her up again...