Gaston put down his tools, sighed loudly, and flumped into a chair.
Boromir kept hammering away.
‘Ugh I don’t want to work’ Gaston moaned loudly.
‘Yeah it’s been a long ole week’ Boromir replied keeping his eyes on his workbench.
Gaston perked up, struck by inspiration, and asked:
‘Hey Boromir, wanna go for a Boro-beer?’
‘Nah I’ve got to get this finished’ Boromir replied without looking up.
Gaston looked off into the distance and said whilst watching for a reaction in his peripheral vision:
‘Maybe after my beer, I’ll swing by Penelope’s house?’
‘You do that’ Boromir replied dismissively
Gaston flumped back in his chair with a groan.
…
What Gaston is really saying is:
I’d feel better about being lazy if you were lazy too Boromir.
And Boromir knows this and he is firmly standing guard at the door of his productivity.
