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Scrunching up her face in discomfort as the alarm wailed still behind the closed door, Meghan simply watched as Mr. Yenorin began to, well there was no other way to say it, muck around with the alarm. By the time he managed to shut it off she was fairly certain she'd lost a little of her hearing.
Keeping her expression carefully blank, she silently followed her boss into his office, taking a second to sweep it with her eyes. On first glance it passed her inspection, not taking in the unruly alarm that still had her ears ringing. "Does that happen often?" she inquired, setting her bag down.
At the mention of her name, she smiled slightly and nodded. At least he'd been expecting her.
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