I'm supposed to work with Ashley today. Unfortunately, her father was fell down on his house two days ago. This morning, she took him into specialist and just found out that he needs to be admitted to the hospital for three days.
Phone calls were made.
Finding replacement but failed.
So here I am,
chatting, writing, thinking,
will open the shop at 5pm.
A little bit thankful because I can clean up my room, doing my thesis.
A little bit sad for Ashley.
Whispering, "get well soon uncle" in my room right now.
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