#snapfiction: continue the story started below by replying to this snap, then the subsequent snap. Don't reply to yourself.
It was a Monday. The door to the office opened, and they sighed. They looked around the office, at their regular coworkers, and noticed something different.
Their coworkers appear surprisingly enthusiastic on a Monday. Unlike usual Mondays, they aren't gloomy or exhausted. What could have happened?, they wondered.
Technically you got in before @acidyo :P
Time for parallel stories!
They were all smiling. They also all had drinks in their hand, cans that matched exactly - had the whole office been drugged by a travelling energy drink company? Surely their competitors couldn't do this.
I approached my desk and found a can identical to the others, still figuring out what it contains. I opened it and heard it fizz before sniffing it. It smelled like coffee, but not quite the same. Intrigued, I took a slow sip...
And that is when the world changed. Everything seemed to be brighter. Everything was clearer. And, somehow, the intricate details in the surrounding world was full of beauty. The way the pile of the cheap office carpet was twisted careful by a machine, the slow flicker of ...
... the slow flicker of
Wait... what is that? It's so colorful... flickering light that is bright and stunning, reminiscent of the fireworks I saw at a summer festival. I felt myself floating in the cool breeze. It was euphoric... addictive...
Bob had gone so far as to wear a hive t-shirt now, as if his constant shilling and pushing us to give it a try wasn't annoying enough. While trying to ignore him when we noticed he was staring angrily at his screen and then shouted:
"Bob's gonna be rich!" He thrust his fists into the sky, in victory, briefly showing the most enthusiasm ever seen in an office since the time everyone got evacuate during a past September. As he turns to face the coworkers who had just entered, the room went dark. Power out.