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Charlie looked around the office again. He put his quill down and kept clenching and unclenching his hand. It was kind of sore because he was writing a lot on Professor Lawson. He looked around and saw Antigone go back into her office. He had never gotten to know his old boss on a personal level, so now he was going to take a chance in getting to know the new one. He got up and strolled through the cubicles to the office.
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