It was 7 o'clock in the morning and I was meant to be at work. I ran around my parents' house like crazy looking for my car keys. My dad had taken my car to the grocery store and my whole mind was in a panic. All I could think about was how much Ryan was going to hate me for being late.
When my dad returned, I jumped in my car and drove all the way to Pittsburgh, but I got lost once I was in the city. I had parked at a random apartment, and was looking for the Gate House. Up and down the stairs, I walked into Robert Isenberg's place where he was sleeping sitting up. He looked at me fuzzy and said, "What are you...?" I ran out the front door.
Ryan was incessantly calling me, and I thought I was going to be fired.
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