hero and jenny

Who: Hero and Jenny
Where: The Echo building
When: Late Afternoon

With one hand still flying across her typewriter, Hero reached out with her other to grasp the mug of cheap Echo office coffee and bring it to her lips, eyes still focused on the paper before her. Hero was the kind of person who, after doing an interview, had to write down the article immediately. Because despite her best note-taking and memorization efforts -- and they were pretty damn fine -- some details always got lost the longer she waited to write an article. And Hero hated losing details, even if many would be cut out in later edits to fit her allotted word count. For that reason she had trekked the shorter distance to the Echo's building instead of heading back home.

Somewhere, amidst the typing and reading of the words before her, she realized that the cup she was holding to her lips? Had nothing in it. At all. And, despite being in Workaholic Mode, Hero was still running on on entirely no sleep last night and still needed her coffee! Cheap office brand though it may be.

So, finally finding a good place to stop about a good ten minutes later, she pushed her chair away from the desk and stood up, picking up the still-fresh looking pack of cigarettes off her desk -- it had probably been a good hour or so since her last, after all. She went ahead and pulled one out, lighting it up right there at her desk -- nothing new, half the desks in the office building had ashtrays. She pocketed the pack and her box of matches, then picked up her mug and headed towards the nearest break room.