Mike sits on his office chair, waiting for the day to be over already. Working in the big business of the Monster's Inc. was hard work; especially doing all of that paperwork, it was just so much for a little one-eyed monster, he could barely get through the days. Not to mention with all the stress piling up, and there was no way or method for him to release it. So instead of finding ways, he just suffered and trucked through the long days of looking at a computer screen and typing. He WOULD have been the assistant for Sulley, but ever since he got fired after the "failed comedy" incidence, he never went back; or was ever able or welcomed to come back. He still however, kept in contact with Sulley, but lately it's been distant. The only one who kept talking between them was Mike himself. And thinking about it made him feel pain in his heart.
"WORKS OVER, EVERYONE GET THE FUCK OUT!" The announcer on the intercom screamed. Bells rang, and all the other monsters swiftly got off their computers and left. Though, Mike stayed. He didn't want to move anymore, and his paperwork wasn't even half done. He didn't know why it wasn't finished by now, things just got... slow.
Several hours passed, and it was nearing midnight; Mike was still working away, typing every word, all the sentences, doing calculations. All the works of a businessman. He presses the enter button hard and leans back in his office chair, starring at the ceiling. What am I doing with my life? Mike thinks to himself, feeling all the stress and emotions come crashing down on him like a tidal wave in the tropics. He leans in once again at his desk and covers his tiny hands over his big eye and sobs silently to himself; letting the big drops of tears leak onto the surface of the desk and drip on the floor. I'm tired of doing this everyday, I'm tired of filing paperwork that just amounts to nothing in the end. I'm just a big-eyed, useless mess. Not even my boss likes me, and Sulley... Oh Sulley. If only you talked to me again, then maybe I can see where I went wrong. I didn't want this... I didn't want any of this. Mike lets out a big sob and the emotions just sweep him off his feet. His heart, filled with pain and felt like 10 pounds, was beating fast. He couldn't stop crying, he just couldn't... until he heard a voice in the distance. in his chair, listening for the quiet voice. "Mike!" Again, he hears it and wipes away the leftover tears on his face. Who could be calling for him? And at this hour of the night as well? He was confused, but he just had no energy left to care anymore. Probably the janitor... There's one named Mike as well. No one would want to call for someone like me... no one. Feeling more depressed, he decides to just hid under the desk, curled up in a fetal position. The tears once again start dribbling down his small green face. He never felt so heavy in his life before... He never felt like, not existing. Never in his life as he felt such strong feelings towards the urge of ending his miserable businessman life.
"Mike?" He heard the voice coming from in the room, and Mike Froze. The deep tone, the raspiness of the voice... It was Sulley. He quickly wipes away his tears from his eye and swiftly hides in the darkness under his desk. He didn't want Sulley to see him like this. He didn't want him to know that he was crying for hours on end because he missed him and his old life. The giant monster's feet became visible, and Mike silently gulped in anxiety. Oh, please don't find me. Please don't find me... Mike talked in his head. He can feel his eye getting heavy from all that crying but he had to stay awake, he just had to.
Sulley Looked around the Office to see no one around. His dear old friend, wasn't there. Sighing a sad sigh, he turns around and heads out the door. He thought maybe a surprise visit would have made Mike happy, but he wasn't there in the first place. So there was no point in even being there.
"Well, I guess he's just not here... Oh well." Sulley remarked and closed the door behind him, and walked down the hall. Mike got up from under the desk and let out a huge sigh of relief. He sat down again at his office chair, and continued working on his paperwork. Trying to push aside the event that just happened, and ignore his feelings. Because you shouldn't have feelings when at work... or if you're a failure of a friend.
