When the clock hits 5:00 (or 6:00), the corporate version of you should cease to exist. Do not check emails. Do not "ping" back.
Lilith stole it the next week.
Mira felt the old panic flare—the tiredness that named itself fear. She went to the atrium that night and found Sera seated on the bench as if she had been waiting there forever. corporate slave succubus survival of newcomer