A certain building towers over a city. Standing with thirty-one floors up, it made the rest of the city look insignificant in comparison as no other building could reach the height of this one. For this only those with utmost importance can claim an office of their own. People will look up and wonder what it must be like to have the fortune of the people who are in the top ranks, and that has caused bitterness in many. At the top of the entire structure was an office for a very important person.

"The sunset looks nice," he said.

Surely the sun was setting nearing the closure for the day's work. The man turns his back from the window and takes a step to his desk. A computer setup with two brightly lit monitors. Sheets of written paper, heavy-duty pens made of metal and a couple books all neatly organized. There was not an item misplaced in sight.

"I wonder if I should treat myself tonight."

He looks at the first monitor. Documents for the next procedures for the project are open. Plans to expand and the likes. Nothing simple.

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"A drink at a bar doesn't sound bad."

The second monitor shows calculations on costs for materials, hires and everything else. All arranged in a way that can be easily accessed and nothing cut off or showing half its information. The man is not paying any attention to it right now, for this is the time he has decided to get off.

"Perhaps a cafe would be better. I do have work tomorrow."

The man had worked eleven hours today with a half hour lunch break. He had focused on his current career for the past twenty-three years. Stuck in a chore of a job for nine.

"I wonder if something nice will happen."

His empire took ten to be built. Eating twice in a day. First meal is always a sausage and egg muffin sandwich with a cup of coffee on the side.

"I haven't been seeing anybody in a while."

Zero friends since finishing high school. Divorced twice. Zero kids in custody.

"Shouldn't get my hopes up. Did that too many times."

House is worth three million. Five billion in income. Chocolate bar with peanuts and caramel he gets on Friday after work being a dollar.

"I do have a business trip in three days."

He sighs a single heavy sigh.

"It's never a vacation."