Flash Fiction – Flash Fiction – A Job (Stories on a Theme – “Stagnant”)

“Ugh this is dull,” Harriet sighed as she opened up her laptop.

No one heard her though. It was too early in the morning for most to come in. She’d have one hour to herself to try and get something done.

At least for that hour she didn’t have to plaster a smile on her face and pretend to enjoy this.

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