Amber: Work lunch!
Ben: Two birds came and landed on a chair, not to far from where I sat. There was some chirping from them, the kind you'd expect from a pair of birds sitting on a chair. It was as if all they had was their chirping, that chair there, and nothing much else to worry themselves over. They fluffed their wings, once maybe, but probably more times than I remember, and that was it; that was all they had to do to get by.
Morgan: Heading back home for the holidays.
Rachel: Arbys; Observing another snow filled day through the drive-thru window.
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