‘What are you doing?’ Cate asked, yawning.
‘Trying to get this report finished,’ John said, without looking up.
‘At four in the morning?’
‘I want to hand it over tomorrow. I mean today.’
‘You said it’s due next week.’
‘It is. I want it give it to Hanley early.’
‘He set the deadline.’
‘He notices these things.’
‘He’s concerned about you; that you’re going to burn out.’
‘I’m just trying to get ahead.’
‘By running yourself into the ground?’
‘By being the best.’
‘There’s no greater rival than one that doesn’t exist, John. If you’re being bested, it’s by yourself.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words
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There definitely is such a thing as being too driven, Rob, and you express it well here. Cate sounds like a good sort...
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