Working Too Hard (Open)
Tony had been in his workshop for, something like, 3 days working on new energy sources, new med tech, now anything to keep his mind distracted. He had been keeping himself going on anything that could give him energy, coffee, energy bars, those sickly sweet energy drinks that gave him a buzz. There were dark circles under his eyes and he was almost sure the name Tony Stank would suit him better right now but he couldn’t sleep and nothing else was distracting him. Nightmares were plaguing him again but this time there wasn’t anyone around to help chase these damned demons away. He groaned in frustration as his hand shook from exhaustion and he head to get up to get his blood flowing again. “Fuck..” He growled to himself running a hand through his hair.