Rolf was, as per usual for pretty much everything except for work (and even then, some times...), running a little late. Not so much that Susan need to smack him, but enough that he wouldn't be able to help but apologize profusely. He always seemed to get caught up in something and lose track of time. He had flowers though, he'd anticipated himself, and smile on his face as he arrived, hopeful that Susan wouldn't be too put out at him.
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