Procrastination

Story by JoshDan on SoFurry

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#13 of Chunky

Otherwise called big laziness...

Note: Two chapters to go, starting now.

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After the steamy moments, let's get back to quieter moments. Days had passed, and our couple held steady, but don't think it was an easy journey.

There are times when we put over the mouth, but it didn't never last long. Now, we get used to the presence of the other even if we have both, our little faults.

If I'm very keen to do anything in the short term, Lucas, he did conversely. He tended to postpone some tasks. He even went to conceal these ones for not having to do them. Again today, I ask how he could be the employee of the month two times in succession.

As a result, I'm obliged to fool, so he does what I said. Roughly, for each accomplished task, he had one reward, and that's still the case today. Now, am I in a position to judge him? Me the impulsive impatient? I don't think so...

Still, I must confess he's strong to do nothing, Garfield has some competition. I once remember, he asked him to tidy my paper I piled up on a corner. By lack of time and by amount of rational work, I appealed for his help.

But, one "fine" day, by searching where I put my case, I opened on the fly my closet. And here, I saw a big pile of papers take a tumble to the floor. Once the avalanche passed, I was just realizing what happened: he took care to hide the paper for not having to sort it out.

Here, I wasn't angry, I was just staggered in front of such an ingenuity to do damn. So, I called him for an explanation. Unsuspecting, he turned up out of the blue. But from the moment when he made eye contact and sheets on the floor, he knew... he fucked up.

"Can you explain me what it is?"

"Well... err... I arranged the papers and err... I forget to take it back."

"But didn't you ask to sort it initially?"

"Yeees."

"Then, you will do me the favor of picking up this mess and doing what I've asked you. Is that clear?"

"Yes, mister."

"I'll teach you to show you that insolent, Mr. Bonnet."

"Sorry, mister."

I confess here, I made digs at him, more than anything else. Then, it wasn't too bad, I was just annoyed he didn't do nothing. Happily, for him, he has a good number of qualities which erase this fault. So, I'm not going to complain, because I'm maybe the worst, my own.