He sat at his computer, drained and aching. The sad pressure of another day had been completed. The usual routines and cycles repeated. He was finished.
He peeled off the outer layer of his skin exposing the violent tinted musculature beneath. He stretch and cracked all the knuckles from his hands to his elbows. He sighed in relief; it felt good to relax and let everything go. The report for the homeship could wait until tomorrow. It was the weekend after all.