Somewhere in the back corner of the office, a guy sits at a desk, just kind of watching what everyone else is doing, not really working. Just kind of typing away at something, and watching. Whatever his job is, whatever it was supposed to be, he's far beyond it now. His headphones and the radio music they speak to him are where his mind is most days. Somewhere in the back corner, between what's going on now and what was supposed to happen next...