Finally, FINALLY your work ID came in. About time. After you had spent way to long chatting up the peppy brunette at the receptionist desk — who's name you learned was Annette — You made your way to the elevator, going up to your floor, the IT department.

Stepping out of the elevator, you made your way past the break room and into the offices, where you could see Damian standing at this cubicle. ... It wouldn't hurt to chat, would it?

As you made your way towards the blonde man, his head snapped up, his eyes narrowing at the sight of you. "And here you are."