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Bender's Room: A Narrative Fiction

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I rolled my eyes and sighed back into the seat as Bender walked down the stairs from his room. He was in a black button down shirt and a pair of black slacks. I looked at him, curiously. “I didn’t even notice that you left,” I mumbled. “Where are you going?” “I have work tonight. I have bar duty.” He mumbled as he constructed a sandwich in the kitchen. “You have a job?” I exclaimed. He raised an eyebrow and me and then chuckled. “Where else would I get my money from?” I shrugged. “I guess I’ve never seen any of you guys going to work before so I just assumed that you were given money from Captain or something. It seems like you might have more important things to do in your day besides bussing tables.” “Well, for the record, I don’t bus tables. I’m a bar tender.” Bender …show more content…

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