Oh my fucking God, I thought, one hour thirty of this shit to go, no homework to do and what do I need to study, I get A grades in every subject, the rebel side of me was screaming out to be a bad girl. Every few seconds, I’d sigh as I glanced at my watch and look aimlessly around the room. A few pained minutes later, I heard the door to the library open and a few seconds later saw Rob wheeling past my partition to go to the annexe where he worked when classrooms were inaccessible to. This is how my introduction to Stephon started. Every day I travel by train from my house to work. A trip no longer than fifteen minutes. I live close to the train station and my office is within walking distance from the other train station. Fixed times up and down vague acquaintances among the fellow commuters. A nod in the morning or evening. Occasionally a chat, usually with an incidental delay; then there is always mutual solidarity and common complaining about the Dutch Railways.Only. What wasn't so easy was moving it after we got to the bottom of the ramp from the dock. The ground here was very churned up and the wheels sank down into the loose soil making it difficult to push the hand truck.Somehow the six of us managed to push, shove, and pull it over to the red guard-shack at the entrance to the Operational area. The Operational area was on a concrete pad with six 292 expandable vans under the six peaked shed roof I had seen earlier.The guards there were upset that none. The receptionist told me that my lover had left a message, she apologised for not giving it to me on my arrival I asked her to read it, ‘Held up at office, switch your phone on’. I thanked her and hung up, I opened my bag and switched my phone on seven texts for him, asking me to postpone as he can’t get away.All these were timed before we had arrived at the hotel, it was only then that I noticed that my suitcase was not there. Ahh well there was a knock at the door ‘room service’, dinner was.
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