Abbie: Pacing

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"Flames, what colour are my eyes?"

"Dark blue, will you stop pacing?" she says, annoyed. Dark blue eyes mean that I'm worried - and how worried I am! See, Keela set off at 8:03, which means that she got there at 8:03, which means she was late for her first day of the second most important job ever!

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"I hope she's OK"

"Of coarse she's OK. Please stop pacing, you're giving me a headache"

"Sorry, I'm just so worried. Do you know what happens to people who turn up late to work for the Creator?"

"No, and I don't want to either. Please. Stop. Pacing!"

"Sorry!" I say. We wait for Keela to come back. Eventually, Flames loses it before I do.

"God! Where is she!" she yells standing up and throwing her arms in the air.

"I don't know. Now do you know how I feel?" it's a rhetorical question and Flames knows it.

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