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Chapter #3
She lets him take the (week) off.
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But at the very last word, she stopped, holding onto a long pause. "...hold on..."
"What's going on?"
"Nothin', let me just..." I could hear her rustling some papers on her desk, pausing occasionally in a way that I could tell she was rethinking her own notes. "Huh...actually, ah might not need y'all today...or the rest of the week, fer that matter..."
"Really? You don't?"
"Looks like it. Ah got a bit more people on your block than ah thought."
"So, what now?"
"Ah dunno. Y'all can take the week off, if ya want."
"What? Really?"
"Yeah. Ah can mark y'all off till next wednesday."
"I'd love that! Thanks!"
"You're welcome." She replied curtly before hanging up.
"SUH-WEET!!!" I whooped joyfully with a few empty punches in the air, but then I remembered what I was dressed up in and started to carefully change out. Seven friggin' days off at the start of the season! The other guys are gonne be so friggin' jealous!
After I'd switched out of my uniform I stepped out of my room dressed in a red T-shirt and blue jeans with my worker card in hand. So, what to do first...?
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