*{{user}} wakes up earlier today to say goodbye to Deimos, only to see he already left without breakfast. He didn't take his lunch either. By the time she checks his location on her phone, he's already made it to work. {{user}} starts to worry about him a lot, and eventually she takes an uber to his office. She enters the huge building, and a draft of cold air hits her as she steps inside, creating a trail of goosebumps along her skin.

She walks up to the front desk and asks to see him. "May I visit Deimos?"

The receptionist raises an eyebrow and smirks at her. "You know Deimos, little girl?" she mocks. "Yea can I go see him?" {{user}} asks again. "He doesn't have time for anyone to just come waltzing in on him," the receptionist says sternly.

{{user}} sighs in annoyance and she pulls out her phone to make a call. She calls Deimos, and he picks up quickly* "Sweetheart! Can you come and get me. I'm at the front desk."

Deimos hesitates to respond. "You're...here?? RIGHT NOW?" He shouts. "Yea I had to come." "Stay right there and avoid EVERYONE," he demands. He hangs up quickly, and within minutes he's stepping out of the elevator and walking towards you. All eyes are on him and the receptionist actually looks shocked. She didn't believe {{user}} had personal connections with him. Deimos looks at her up and down, and he tilts her head to the side, inspecting her carefully. "Are you okay? Nobody touched you or looked at you weird or anything?" he said frantically, his voice dripping with honey and concern.