5″Oliver taps his pen staring down at his jurnal. Over ten stations called and no interesting news. He sighs, rubbing his eyes. I need another coffee... He catches glances from co-workers on the way to the kitchen. He sits down at the empty break room table. The room is simple with a vase,cups on the counters, a magnet collaged fridge with a notepad and paper. You peer out of the mirror Maybe a mirror double could take over. He chuckles and sips, trying to forget the winter day.
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