Dan puffed nervously at his cigarette, held his breath for maybe half a second,
then exhaled smoke into the sunshine. He didn’t like waiting, and that it was
because he had turned up early only made it worse. If only the bus hadn’t been
quite so quick!
He’d wasted time as best he could: Dawdled round the corner from the bus stop
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