4pm draws closer if only agonisingly slowly…

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3:30pm. Tina waves to Damian. "Hope you have a good weekend, Damian!
Damian meekly waves back. "Oh yeah, you too..."

3:35pm. Damian leans back and stares into space.
3:40pm. He spent some time doing stretches, his wrist and knuckles clicking in an unhealthy manner.
3:45pm. Cleaning the counter sides.
3:50pm. Damian chucks a rolled up cloth into the bin and immediately misses.
3:55pm. He lets out a deep sigh.

Time crawls to a halt until home time: check.