I gripped the small paper in my fist, hiding it from view. "Thanks." I say keeping a smile on my face though in reality I just wanted to dart for the nearest exit. This wasn't how it was supposed to go down, it shouldn't have gone this way. Yet here it was. And the paper was in my hands, like a ticking time bomb. And I had no idea how to properly diffuse it because I wasn't in a situation where I could. It was a trap, and one with no easy exit. How. How to escape. How to make it all good.
I didn't know. I really didn't know.
-Inspiration from an experience at work
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