Snippet #1406521

Ivan jumped as his youngest brother barged into the room, dropping the book he had been flipping through. "What are y--" He bristled as he felt icy hands on the back of his neck, whirling around. "What did you do? Dunk them in ice? Geez..." He complained playfully. He could always count on his siblings to dig him out of the work he buried himself in.

But what could he say? He ws a workaholic, to put it lightly. He could still remember the time he had to be hospitalized for working for a week straight with only coffee and the occasional snack for nutrition. His doctor and colleagues scolded him until he didn't think he could stand to hear more of the words "You work way too much." or "You need to take a vacation."