<span style="font-size: 16px; text-align: justify; display: block; color: blue; background-image: linear-gradient( 109.6deg,  rgba(238,58,136,1) 11.2%, rgba(128,162,245,1) 91.1% ); box-shadow: 5px 10px pink; padding: 15px; cursor: cell; width: 75%; height: 150px; overflow: scroll; border: 13px teal;">Debbie woke up with a start. She had chills going down her spine and she was covered in sweat all over her face. At the same time, Julie was also aroused from sleep and as groggy as she was, all she could muster was "I saw you in my dream today, Debbie and for the life of me, I don't understand why."A half-yawn, chuckled laugh left Debbie. Sorry. I didn't mean to laugh. It just came out, Julie..Julie just stared at Debbie. Blankly. Wondering what the fuck was going on.
Mr. Gray slid the breakfast trays through the inlet beneath the door with the words, "I've some news for the both of you--Miss Steele and Miss (Julie's surname)
"Uh-oh. This better be good, Mr. Gray. Any news always has been bad for me."Well, that's for you to decide, Miss Steele. Mr. Gray smirked. In lieu of your exemplary behavior, the administration has shortened both of your quarantine punishment from today.
You are free to resume your normal routine and mix with your colleagues. On that note Miss Steele, there's a lot of pending work—around two weeks worth, and I want you to start it as soon as possible. I hope to see it completed by tonight. I'm not requesting you, Miss Steele, just telling you.
Mr. Gray's eyes had a hard look and his lips thinned into a tight, if-you-don't-do-it-you-are-screwed kind of look. Any questions? I believe I'm clear, so let's move on.</span>