— Wait, stop! How did you decide you could take my payroll card? You have nothing to do with it—you didn’t earn it yourself.
Kolya, you won’t believe what happened today!» Anya practically flew into the apartment, beaming with joy. Her chestnut hair was disheveled from walking fast, and her cheeks were flushed from the March wind. Kolya looked up from his laptop. On the screen, an unfinished report—his boss had demanded it be submitted yesterday—was frozen. “What’s the […]
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