Marcus was sitting in the corner of the restaurant he agreed to meet his girlfriend Katrina at. He had been eagerly waiting for her at first but after a while with no sign of her, he switched to being glued to his phone. He was trading messages with a woman named Rita who was asking him to switch weekends with him. “Who’s Rita?” Katrina suddenly appeared behind him, peering over his shoulder. “Why do you have to switch shifts with her?” “When did you get here?” Marcus was startled. He had not heard her approaching at all. “Normally you stand to...
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