Bombs were the last thing on his mind. Being late for work was the first. Now he found himself standing ankle deep in snow waiting for dogs to check the building. Bathrobes are not the most winter appropriate clothing. How long could it take to search 16 stories?
This would be the 7th time he was late this month. Waiting tables is not the most demanding way to make a living but you do have to be present to pull it off.
Ok, there was definitely snow melting into his sneaker. No time for socks.
He had keys, he could go to work right now and try and bum a uniform off someone leaving the morning shift. Just what the boss wants to see, her least favorite employee wandering in with no pants on. Maybe chef will let him sneak in the kitchen door.

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Bombs were the last thing on his mind.
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