AFTER THE BLAST

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"Hello, who is... calling me.. this early morning?", A coarse voice of man in his late twenties resounded in a dark room in an apartment, "Please can you call back later when the sun is fully out", the voice added wearily refusing to wake up from slumber to engage himself in the new day. "Godamn it, Jerry! It's your boss calling, sumbag", the voice from the other end of the phone call retorted harshly compelling the drowsy worker to got up from his soft bed holding the thick blanket. "Oh, I am really sorry boss but working hours haven't begun yet and it's still too early to turn up for work", Jerry replied putting on some pants after placing the blanket on the bed. "Apology accepted and I know it's the early hours of the day but something urgent came up which requires your presence ASAP

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