Seriously, what? That's what happens when you give me a job and then expect me to be awake at nine in the morning. (Ok, so I was there half an hour early, meaning you didn't actually expect me to be up by nine, but that's beside the point.) I nearly got run over by a truck because of you, too.
And now I hear that you want me to miss Heroes for you. Heroes! Girl, please.
(Oh yeah: I got a job! And apparently it is a girl.)
what job'd you get love?
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