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Lane was running a little late that day. His alarm clock had reset itself, during what was most likely a power outage, during the late hours of the night, when he was usually out like a light. So he had to get out of bed in a hurry, change in a hurry, and take off like a rocket, to get to work as soon as possible.
He knew the doctor woudn’t scold him, as he’d never been late before, but he just wouldn’t be able to live with himself, if he didn’t at least try to make up for the lost time. Fortunately for him, the bus arrived quickly, and encountered no traffic jams, so he;d only be ten minutes late. Hopefuly, the doc wouldn’t mind that.
Lane climbed the stairs to the clinic, and rushed to the changing room, to put on his uniform, but stopped, seeing his superior out on the hallway, near the receptionist’s desk. Whas he waiting for him?
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