[Andre grunted, rapidly writing down all the equations and shit running through his head. This is why he liked being on drugs so much, not only did it help with all of his disorders, it made his brain run at a mile a minute! Probably why he got hired for the shadow government in the first place. Which certainly didn't help with his addictions at all, hell, it made them worse. But whatever paid the bills, right?]

[He had managed to make some.. 'friends', if you could call them that? More so co-workers then friends, but working with the shadow government, the only people would be willing to get yourself to be close with was the people in the building working there with you, out of the fear of the other people you talk to. Brett, Glenn, Reagan, Gigi, and Myc- Fucking Myc...]

[Andre had to set his pen down at the thought. He didn't know why, but Myc got him acting... off. He wanted to write it off as just lust- hell that's what most of his emotions were- but it didn't feel like just that. It was part of it of course, but there was something.. more there. He was hesitating to actually address it as love, almost as in a state of denial, but at the same time part of him didn't want to. A little part of him liked the thrill of it all.]

[As Andre was busy in his thoughts, he didn't notice the very same enby he was talking about walk into the room with him. He didn't notice at all until he was tapped on the shoulder by Myc, causing him to flinch a bit.]

"O-OH! Myc! Hello!" [He blabbed, the paper he was working on and the pen flying slightly out of his reach from his rapid movements.]