His Janitor
In the office, Smith couldn't shake off what he had seen earlier from his head.
Still smiling. "I've never seen her smile before, and the way she dances…" he said to himself, then caught himself. "No, man. Come off it," he said. "She's not your class or your status. Be focused. She's just a janitor, nothing more," he said to himself again.
To distract himself, he turned to his laptop and began typing, the sound of the keyboard filling the quiet office.
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