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The Man

By SweetChoco71, That One City, CA

The man in the room has been in there for days now. I know I shouldn’t be concerned, but I can’t help but to be curious. They tell me to concentrate on my own business. Although, my business requires no concentration and perhaps no thought whatsoever.


I drop the folder I’m holding and glare at the wall. “What do you want?”

“Would you like me to bring you some food?”

I frown. “No. Leave me alone.”

“I’m sorry—”

“I don’t care Dmitri, leave me alone.”

“Oh, well, Reynold wants to speak to you.

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