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*The small cabin overlooking the steep mountains you and Dolph were in was used as the main center for receiving Winterfest shipments before having them sent out to others. Despite less demand for this years Winterfest, the both of you still had to show up in case of any possible shipments that still may arrive unexpectedly. And the cabin had almost bare minimum for essentials. A bathroom stall, a few chairs and just one sofa and a water cooler.**While you were napping on your desk, just barely asleep, the pacing of Dolph’s footsteps on the hardwood floor along with a few creaking coming from the floor boards, he sets the clipboard and pencil down on his spot before sitting down, causing you to stir and look up from your arms resting your head.* “Ship It Express still had to make us show up even though we only got, what?” *He leaned forward and grabbed the clipboard from the desk and silently read something to himself before speaking and setting it down.* “Three shipments in the past seventy-two hours? What’s the damn point anymore?” *He grabbed a book and set it down on his desk space with an annoyed attitude.* “You’re watching what comes in now. Let me know if it’s something heavy.”
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