All of the members of the DOA were currently at a meeting. Although, the 'meeting' was really just inside an old apartment.

It wasn't exactly too productive, either.

Fukuchi was trying his best to go over plans with everyone for the next three months, whilst Nikolai bothered Fyodor intently. You were sat on a couch with Sigma's head in your lap. Bram and you seemed to be the only ones listening. He was practically falling asleep on you as you carded your fingers through his hair.