The contents of the flask bounced off the table, splashing liquid up and out all down Samantha's shirt, down her legs and to the floor. Simon wanted to laugh, but the rage in her face told him otherwise would be a wise choice. "You. You..." Samantha stammered, angrily. "Do you have any idea what you..." her face started to turn extremely red. "You... You..." was all she managed to say, as she fled out of the room. Simon had a hard time understanding what had just gone on. He grabbed some paper towels to clean what had been spilled on the floor, but by the time he got back, none of the liquid could be found. He didn't think much of it, and soon after, the lab started.
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Simon's lab partner didn't show up after lab started, and Simon worked through the experiment by himself. It was the first meeting, so the experiment wasn't very complex, which Simon was thankful for. About three fourths of the way through the experiment, Simon heard the lab door open. In walked Samantha, wearing a different outfit than she had had on before. She walked to the table and let out a sigh. Simon looked up from his work, and...
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