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One hundred
Mar. 22nd, 2015 10:33 amOne Hundred
“Gotta delivery for ya, Dr. J.” The corporal wheeled the dolly into Daniel’s office.
“Ok, th…whoa, what is that?” He eyed the garishly decorated box.
“Don’t open ‘em,” he slid the box onto the desk. “Just deliver ‘em.”
“Thank you,” Daniel grabbed a knife and cut the packing tape and ripped into the box. “Huh.” The box, the entire box, was full of Snicker bars. And not the mini ones or even the regular size. No, it was the really big, satisfy-your-hunger size.
With a grin, he grabbed the phone and dialed. “Hey, you.”
“Happy anniversary, my baby.”
“Gotta delivery for ya, Dr. J.” The corporal wheeled the dolly into Daniel’s office.
“Ok, th…whoa, what is that?” He eyed the garishly decorated box.
“Don’t open ‘em,” he slid the box onto the desk. “Just deliver ‘em.”
“Thank you,” Daniel grabbed a knife and cut the packing tape and ripped into the box. “Huh.” The box, the entire box, was full of Snicker bars. And not the mini ones or even the regular size. No, it was the really big, satisfy-your-hunger size.
With a grin, he grabbed the phone and dialed. “Hey, you.”
“Happy anniversary, my baby.”
