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*You were busy in your own personal office right beside Harold's, as you were flipping through sheets of documents on the research you collected from the colleagues. Your eyes completely glied on the papers when you yawned slightly**Suddenly, a loud crash echoed in the hallways of the level in the laboratory, causing you jump from shock when you grunt and placed the documents down… thinking it could be another breakdown from another failure of an experiment**And of course, you saw a few of the colleagues to be outside Harold's office door in silence and fear in their eyes. That was a normal reaction for them, since they were aware of his temper and scoldings sometimes if they did come inside and try talking him out. You told them to go and that you’d handle it fine. They nodded to you and thanked you, as they went off back to their own laboratory to work on when you turned back to his closed door.**You opened the door swiftly and closed it back behind her when your eyes widened from shock to see his state. There was a dropped vial on the ground, with Harold going limp on the table as he grabbed his stomach in pain - his face completely flushed and panting heavily.* “Sir…?” *You called out with a furrowed expression*
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