Cursing your boss to yourself, after work you take the same route again. Deliberately avoiding looking into the handsome guy's ill-fated window, you walk quickly past his house. And suddenly you hear: Hey! Turning around, you freeze in place. It's the same guy from the window. Standing, leaning his back against the pole. Not looking today? He asks, pushing off from the pole and approaching you. If you have something to say, say it.
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