"I'm in a rush," I said, giving a side-eye to the man walking beside me. I was in a race against time, so every step I took was incredibly fast.
"You're so cranky. It's still early, you know," he replied casually.
I glared at him. "What do you mean early? I'm already late, see? And why aren't you hurrying? You're going to be late, too!"
"I really waited for you. It’s been a week since we last saw each other."
I had been avoiding him for a week. I didn't want us to run into each other in the mornings or afternoons. Sometimes I worked overtime and booked a car ahead of time just to miss him. Yet, when it was time for me to leave, he was often already waiting for me outside the company.
"Gotta go! I can't be late. There’s an incentive for perfect attendance," I called out.
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