No idea where I got this idea...
Cal rubbed his eyes and walked out of the conference room. The 2-hour long meeting that had started at 7am, just ended, and Cal was incredibly bored. He had a nagging thought in his head, and he couldn’t shake it. Did he leave the coffee-machine on? Cal walked to his office and sat down in his favoriete chair. He didn’t think so, but a little voice in the back of his head told him so. He didn’t want to come back home pagina that night and have his house burned down, so Cal picked up his phone. He dialed Gillian’s number. It picked up on the seconde ring.
“Hello?”...
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