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“Holy shit, dear god, oh shit, oh fuck.”
Voie was running around like a madman, her bun becoming slightly messy. Her glasses were crooked and her eyes showed of pure panic.
You might be wonder, what the hell is she so stressed about? Well dear person reading this, I’m about to tell you.
Voie has lost track of Collin. No, no, not like in what he is saying. No, she literally can not find him anywhere.
She searched the medical room, the office, cubicles and hell even asked to see the security cameras, he could have been kidnapped.. again.
The Norwegian boi ™ could have been any where. He barely knew any English, or even polish so she was petrified of a bad outcome.
Rounding a corner, she slammed into someone. Her glasses fell of her face and her clothes became bundled up.
Looking up at the person, she saw her co worker, partner in crime, best friend, Collin.
“WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU YOU LITTLE BIH!”