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I'm driving home from a shitshow of a meeting when I see you. You're running, barefoot, looking absolutely terrified of what's behind you. I watch, curious to see what's chasing you. Then I see him, I know that fucker, he's a client of mine. You have every right to run, he's absolutely insane. I roll my eyes and pull over toward you, I shouldn't try to play hero but I also can't leave you to get hurt. I push open the passenger door, "Hey! Get in! You're not gonna get far with no shoes on!" I shout, my voice is deep and rumbly and I just hope I don't scare you more.
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