Steve was headed back for his second cup of bought coffee, having shown up to the office early enough to drain the first and still not feeling quite 'awake' even with the dramatic caffeine levels already kicking up his heartbeat. He'd grown up having vibrant, imaginative dreams every so often, but really they'd seemed to be more frequent lately. He wouldn't have minded, but he was barely getting any real rest at night, which might start affecting his job.
He didn't normally have a problem with all of the identical looking letters, envelopes, and packages constantly running through his mail room every single day. Normally it was inconsequential that the slightest number or address information might send them to wildly different corners of the organization he served. That wasn't true if he was bleary-eyed and distracted, and nobody thought the mail was a big deal until one lost letter caused a floor-wide uproar.
Tonight he'd pick up some tea on his way home, and maybe put down the new fantasy series he'd been trying and look into some of the biographies he'd been meaning to read. He hadn't thought the whimsy that capsulating, but none of his dreams had really made a lick of sense.
Distracted by the thoughts of the half images and his plans for the night, he'd walked past and nearly didn't hear his name until the second call, and had still gotten into line automatically as he tried to register the voice and where it was coming from. He wasn't often called out to around here; his job kept him out of the way in the office apart from drop-offs, he generally went unnoticed around unless he was pushing the mail cart through cubicles.
"What? Oh, hey," his eyes landed on a tall man. Steve peered at him hard through his vision, then rubbed his eyes again before his eyes darted to the man's chest, looking for an employee like the one pinned to his own shirt. Was that somebody from the office? He seemed familiar, and there was no other reason somebody around here would know who he was. "Sorry, I'm not clocked in yet, You'll have to bring whatever it is by the mail desk. Next collection's processed at ten."