His Dirty Intentions

As fast as Moon had to run around this very morning, the same speed was of the rats that were running around frolicking in her tummy by the time the clock struck on the number 12. 

She didn't get to drink her own coffee this morning and neither ate that muffin she bought with it, all because of that idiotically abusing prank Ford played on her.

Still Moon wasn't allowed to take a break and that restriction was from Ford himself. 

She didn't know why he was telling her not to take a break and keep working on the files he gave her to proof read apart from just being a complete jerk as always.

They were a dozen files! Like she didn't already have a shit ton of other things to do, like understanding the filing system or making her own one so she doesn't have to hop around the entire building to get the right files from each department.