Stealing another glance at the clock, Christian saw there was only eleven minutes before he had to play the music, start the lights, and bring out the wooden roller. These were the times he wished he could socialize with other people, that he could find someone to help him calm down. He would have considered Dana, but she had offered a mere "Bye, Chris" the las time she saw him.
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