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"There you are have a nice day!" I say brightly as I hand over a double chocolate frap over to a teenager and she smiles and pays and I sigh as I look at the clock. Ten more minutes until break. The door jingles and I pull on a smile. "Hello-" I trial off as I recognise the bulky figure. "Where is it?" He grunts and I recoil in fear, I back away from the counter and I bump into the refrigerator behind me. His fist lands on the counter. "Where is it!?" He barks and I swallow. "I-I don't have it" I squeak and he looks up me, sea blue eyes blazing mad.
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