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The work day at H. C. Clements was coming to a close and Donna was filing the last of the documents for the day when Shaun approached her from a group of other employees of the company who had finished their tasks for the day.

'Hello there, Donna!' he smiled.

'Hi, Shaun,' Donna replied softly with a smile, 'I see you've found your place,' Shaun chuckled,

'I guess so,' he replied. Donna turned to place the folders back in the filing cabinet. 'So some of us are going for drinks tonight, care to join us?' Donna closed the filing cabinet's drawer and turned.

'Sure, why not?' she replied glad there was a way to get out of being smothered by her mother and grandfather about last night's headache, plus she had to get her mind off that memory-like scene that ran through her head earlier with the brunette man. Come to think of it he looked familiar, like someone she'd seen before, only once or twice but it was banging in the back of her head. John Smith she thought to herself remembering the man with a mournful look on his face that was with her mum and grandfather that afternoon she woke up in her clothes, that was the first day she could remember properly actually, well from that moment at least.

'Donna?' Shaun asked softly. Donna, who had noticed she had zoned out for at least a minute looked at him and shook her head slightly.

'Yeah, sorry, just. You know…' she froze a bit, 'Sorry, don't worry about it,'

'You sure?'

'Yeah, it's not important,'

'So I'll see you soon?' Shaun asked.

'Yeah. Where are we going anyway?'

'Um, oh,' He mutters before taking his phone out his pocket and gives it to her, 'Just put your number in here,' he said with a smile.

'Your Mr big shot, aren't you?' Donna joked putting her number into his phone, 'A girl's number and a plan to have her out for drinks in one day,' Shaun laughed blushing slightly. Donna handed him his phone and he smiled.

'Thanks, so I'll see you later?'

'Yeah,' She replied.

~~0o0~~

'Look, she's on time today,' Sylvia retorted as her daughter entered the house.

'Yeah, not for long,' Donna replied starting her way upstairs.

'What do you mean by that?' Sylvia asks following her.

'I'm going out for drinks,' Donna stated walking into her room.

'And what poor man has the infortune to take you?' Sylvia asked standing by the door. Donna opened the door.

'I'm going with friends from work,' Donna replied frustration lacing her voice before closing the door again and getting changed.

~~o0o~~

Shaun must have noticed Donna approaching as he was already half way to the door when she entered the pub.

'Glad you made it,' he greeted her with a big smile yelling to be heard above all the noise and there was a lot of it from people chatting, bartenders calling out the drinks ready and some topless drunk guy dancing on the table in front of the angry manager obviously about to kick him out whom Donna attempted to keep her eyes off which is hard when that's the direction you're looking.

'Drinks?' Sally asked walking past them with a tray and handing them one each. Shaun looked at the drink oddly.

'It was my turn,' he said. Sally nodded, 'I know, but I shouted them,' she said before disappearing into a big group of employees from H C Clements.

What's this? Donna mouthed to Shaun sniffing the drink but before Shaun could answer or she could ask someone else the group turned to them and Gunther, a tall brown-skinned man who was also a temp raised his glass.

'To Shaun! We welcome you to H C Clements!' he announced raising his glass.

'To Shaun!' Everyone else, including Donna, called in a way that was certainly not united.

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