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Xavier and Greasy Napkins
Zoey's POV
"Hey Kat, Have you seen my phone?" I inquire, frantically searching beneath and on top of the couch.
Goddammit! I'm already running late. This can't be happening.
I assumed I'd left it at the stranger's. As it turned out, I had simply misplaced it.
"It's on the coffee table," my roommate exclaims from the kitchen, her mouth full of food.
Apparently she's working from home today. Unofficially.
She's in the kitchen, stuffing her face with a ham sandwich, and I'm in the living room, making a shambles and moving around like a headless chicken. Great.
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