Hannah

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I watched as Justin answered the phone and replied in his low masculine voice, my first delivery job of the week... Was today. Trying not to fidget with my hands too much, I smiled, Justin handed me a piece of paper with an address written down. I grabbed a box with salad and a large pizza, then set out to my delivery car. Buckled, started the car, and left. I made it to an area where I reached to a clearing, I stopped and looked around for nearby houses, there was no marked address for the address Justin gave me. I stepped out with phone in hand, and grabbed the pizza and salad. A red pickup truck pulls up next to me, "Sorry.. Gave you the wrong address, just follow me." He said in a low voice, I nodded my head slowly, then got back into my car and followed.

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