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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="95db1844550ba983c6fc1e8259eeebcc"'They caught me staring, they definitely caught me staring,' Phil thought as he turned his view away from the windows of the tattoo parlour. He picked up a folder filled with customer appointments and began to shuffle through the orders. 'They must think I'm a serial killer, or some sort of creepy stalker.' His eyes stopped on one paper. 'My next appointment isn't until Monday afternoon... Maybe I can hang out with Dan over the weekend.' He quickly dried his lips with his tongue, then sorted the folder's contents back in place. It went in a drawer below his computer. 'No... I should probably wait to talk to him again. He's gonna think I'm trying to get together, or...' He trailed off. His eyes caught a glimpse of the room before him. It was time to close up. Phil put his phone and wallet into his back pockets, then got up to roll down the parlour's front curtains. A billion thoughts and hopes we're running through his head./p
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