Come to me

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Monica organized seventy files without letting anything else divert her focus. An agony had now settled around her waist, and she was in dire need of coffee. She discovered, though, that not many people had come to this floor, as though it were isolated from the rest of the building. Therefore, she was unable to place a coffee order, but luckily she spotted a coffee maker outside.

She stood up and made her way out of the room and found the deserted floor. Her eyes swiftly peeked at William's office door and found it closed. She then walked over to the coffee machine, which was only a few steps away. While walking she had decided that she would not organize all of the files because she felt she had done too much work.

Monica turned on the coffee maker and made herself a cup while glancing around sluggishly. That floor was lacking people, and she had never seen anything like it before, for an office should be a bustling place with people hurrying here and there. At the very leas