[Really, if anything, Souji should be grateful he actually bothered knocking first. Being sensible does not lie in his nature, after all. Another proof to that is the fact he casually crosses the room until he's standing right in front of the desk, looking down at all the papers on it with a judging expression on his face.]
... Another hour.
[He lets out a huff, his arms folded and brow furrowed. Is he kidding him or what?]
You do realize it's Saturday evening, right? You don't have to spend it in the office.
[As much as Crow understands -- and has great respect for -- people who work hard to make ends meet, even he knows there are some limits to that. He may work a lot on his deliveries himself (although still less than back home where he doesn't have his bird Pokémon to assist him), but he's still aware there must be time in which one can take a break. That's what they invented the weekend for, right?]
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... Another hour.
[He lets out a huff, his arms folded and brow furrowed. Is he kidding him or what?]
You do realize it's Saturday evening, right? You don't have to spend it in the office.
[As much as Crow understands -- and has great respect for -- people who work hard to make ends meet, even he knows there are some limits to that. He may work a lot on his deliveries himself (although still less than back home where he doesn't have his bird Pokémon to assist him), but he's still aware there must be time in which one can take a break. That's what they invented the weekend for, right?]