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Eight O' four pm, Thursday November fourth, twenty-sixteen.
Rolling cutlery with Callie, Once again.
"Your guy is here," She said, pausing her cutlery roll to look at me,
"They are?"
"He is,"
"Max is?" I asked, she gave me a weird look.
"Eli,"
"oh."
Oh. It had been a little over a week, and I still hadn't seen Max, I felt bad for automatically assuming it was him when Callie said 'your guy,', but I thought nothing of it.
I thought it was Max because Eli never comes to my work.
That's all.
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