I take up the pile of reports and start to file them away. I look at you laying on the couch. I start to think you are sleeping. The room is so quiet that I can hear some of the boys trying to take a peak through the door to look at me, which makes me annoyed. I finished putting the reports away and throw a heavy folder at you, waking you up Read these reports and write a report on them I say sternly, my arms crossed as I glare at you still feeling annoyed about the boys peaking in at me
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