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As soon as I unlocked the apartment door, my phone rang. It was Rose, she never even gave me a chance to say hello, she just kept on babbling and I stood there in the middle of the apartment room silently listening to her outcries. When she was finished, I found myself feeling quite perplexed. The feeling must have been still plastered all over my face. When I turned to close to door, a dead stare met from Diane who seemed concerned. We paused for a moment and then I placed the bag I was holding on the counter top. -“I’ll get it”, as Diane turned her back to close the door she quickly retracted. -“Hey Barba, is everything ok?” -“ Yes I’m fine, just my boss, he agreed to me getting a few days off and now he’s still calling to ask me when I’m coming back to work. Don’t know how he could b
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