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"Huh... Mondays are the worst" Emma said to herself.
Not only did she have a lot of work to do. She also had to go home late. Apart from all the work she had to take care of, her life was alright. She had amazing friends, Karen and Frank had been back for two weeks now, Things were okay with Daniel... Considering. She had gotten to know him better these few weeks and they seemed to be handling the 'friends with benefits' thing pretty well.
Emma rested her chin in her hand and stared at her phone. It was barely one in the afternoon, and four of the five phones in her office were frantically blinking. She didn't know which one to answer first. So she didn't answer any of them.
Her life would be so much easier is she were one is those robots you see in cartoons. She thought. The kind with slot machine eyes, a ball-bearing nose, and those spindly metal arms she slinky legs that jerk with every movement.
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