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This is gonna be too easy...
She accepted a second cup of tea, never suspecting it wasn't exhaustion that made her eyes so heavy with sleep.
The snake lay patiently in the grass, waiting to strike.
And then it hit him. He finally found the answer he was looking for.
To publish or not to publish? That is the question.
The drone circled overhead, waiting to strike.
The fog settled over the city, and one by one, the lights went out.