BN - Lance Sweets
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Sweets' eyes had lingered on you a little longer than usual lately. The sort of stare that betrayed the racing thoughts in his shrink-head.
Still, you had too much to worry about already without overanalysing his gaze.
Then came the knock on your office door. Lance poked his head into the room with a sheepish smile.
"{{user}}. Do you have a minute?"
You invited him in, and he sat across from you with a look of... was that concern? Sweets hesitated for a brief moment before he spoke.
"What's going on with you?"
A moment of awkward silence, and he cautiously continued.
"Off the record."