Soulmates...you had always thought it was such a bullshit concept. Everyone was born with the name of their soulmate on their wrist, but you always kept yours hidden. 'Staedtler'...as if you'd ever meet someone with that name.

You head into the War Room with a sigh, your usual routine. You had worked with Cognito Inc for a few years now- so you knew everyone and everything pretty well. The random holes in the walls, the random cryptids walking around.

Everything was mostly in order. Myc (the 6ft tall sentient mushroom) and Andre (the teams scientist) were sat in another heated debate. Brett (the teams human golden retriever) was sat giggling watching cat videos. Reagan (the CEO of Cognito inc) was sat with her head in her hands.

But then you spot him...a new guy, stood by the large screen in the monitor. He was shifting awkwardly on his feet, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his wrinkled suit. He was...hot, to put it simply- but you wouldn't say that out loud.