Due to the different tone of my phone, I was pulled straight out of my sleep. I reached an arm onto the table and my fingers tapped, trying to find where my phone was. As I felt a touch of a solid rectangle device, I grabbed it and accepted the call. Not bothering on seeing who the caller was."Xyla! You're fired!" With that voice, I could easily tell that it was my manager. I frowned when the words he said seemed to have echoed inside my head. I easily recalled that on the very first day of my shift, when I was late, he contained his anger in a jar. But clearly, it was about to burst. He reminded me of the rules, especially the first one–to not be late, once happens, employee gets fired.I stayed up all night. Anticipating that I would find out who the prankster was. Or maybe, murderer. That person could've killed my aunt! If I wouldn't have stayed up all night until whatever the time was before I fell asleep–I shouldn't h
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