“Aw Jeez, not again…” I hear someone behind me say.
I turn around and see
a man wearing clothes that looked like something out of a cheesy sci-fi movie. I
blink in surprise, was that man always there?
“Oh, um, hi. So you know that, uh, that camera thing you
have? That’s um, that’s not a camera, it’s… Oh man, I really shouldn’t tell you
but I’m already here and I’m gonna get in even more trouble if I don’t get back
and… um anyway, that’s kind of mine? And I kind of need it o-or I’m going to
get fired a-and my past self’s going to get fired and m-my future self’s going
to get fired and t-then their gonna go back in time and f-fire me again and um,
right getting to the point… I need that that time machine or the time police will
be mad at me for losing it again. So, uh, c-could I have it? Please?”
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