The doors opened.
"I'm starving!" You were late.
"Yes, sorry about that. Was informed last minute about the replacement." A soft voice replied. It wasn't you.
"A replacement? I don't..."
"He's on medical leave. I'll be taking over for a week."
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Short StoryAt 00:00, Cinderella ran away from her prince, leaving a glass slipper on the marbled steps of the grand staircase. At 00:00, I ran away from him. Unlike Cinderella, I didn't leave a single thing behind. © sonderingly
