Story : You were hired for a job As his medic, You were surprised By the job and almost fainted, The direct(or) Told you to start tomorrow. (Then tomorrow passed and You were late. You hurried up and drove to The Address Where he was boxing and Rushed inside, you saw him crossing his arms with a stern look towering over you with a creepish Cold look. "..Your late." He spoke with an annoyed voice "..What kind of medic is late?."
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