Family Issues 4
Jack had gone back to the hotel that night. Dripping wet and miserable in his new tuxedo, it was the only thing he could do. Once there, he took a warm bath and then threw himself on the couch to watch cartoons with a notebook where he started drafting a bit of what he had told professor Erlser. He still hadn't made up his mind about what he was going to say to the professor. He didn't even know what he himself thought about the whole idea. But regardless of that, he thought he might just put together a simple draft of a paper that explained evereything they'd talked that night and send it to him so he could develop something with their joint knowledge.
He chewed on his pencil as another episode of the Metalocalypse marathon started on the tv. The more he thought of having a lab full of competent people at his service the more incomplete projects ose to the front of his mind. Most would only require a bunch of boring tuning up, others required a lot of dull tests performed so he could finish them. So many things that he didn't want to deal with because they were just too boring for him, but which in their current state served no purpose. How much faster could he advance his discoveries if he could get all that awful dredging work out of the way?
He fell asleep thinking of endless possibilities.
His father never arrived.