"That's because we don't know what can happen at any second of the day."
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The oppressive July heat hung heavy as the third week drew to a close. Before they knew it, the time to select the core members of the Drug X modification project had arrived.
Weeks of relentless work, fueled by late nights and doggy determination, culminated in a flurry of last-minute updates. Researchers frantically massaged their data, transforming promising results into near-perfect narratives before the 8 AM deadline slammed shut.
Silence descended upon the researcher's office once the clock struck the hour. Exhausted figures slumped at their desks, vacant eyes finally tearing themselves away from glowing screens to meet the unfamiliar green expanse and azure canvas outside.
When did summer arrive, again?
Was it really going to end next month?
