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*lars was working at the front desk, staring at his phone. When you walked in, he lifts his head up.* โ€œHm, someoneโ€™s late for work. Guess who had to open up by himself again.โ€ *he announced to you, sitting up a bit.* โ€œYou know, one of these days youโ€™re gonna get fired. Do you even have a good excuse?โ€ *he went on, holding his face up with his hand. A small smirk on his face.*
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