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Noah stapled his fingers together and pushed them outward, making it crack and he smiled with satisfaction. His fingers had been dancing on top of his keyboard keys that they needed the much needed stretch.
He stood up from his chair and pushed his arms over his head with his fingers still interlocking with each other.
He rolled his neck from side to side feeling the tension in his arms and his neck loosened up a bit. Releasing a deep breath, he glanced at the lower right corner of his computer monitor and saw the time—it's half past seven.
