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As you logged into the other employee's accounts, you had ended up on Dave's. He had a lot of files just named 'Diary' then the date he wrote them. You clicked on one file that was written 3 days after valentines day, and started to read. You snoop.

Climbing out the back door, didn't leave a mark, No one knows it's you, Sportsy... You put a flavor of cigarettes in my mouth, Ya move in circles hoping no one's gonna find out, But we're so lucky, kiss the ring and let 'em bow down.. Looking for the time of your life... Always sayin 'Out the back door'- goddamn, but I love him anyway!

that was all he wrote. He wrote about Jack. His... guessing by the ring part, soon-to-be fiancé. How'd he get the ring? Who knows. Either it's a lollipop ring from the dumpster or a stolen ring.

Either way, you quickly closed the tab and company computer as you heard someone walking in; Dave.

"Sport, ya in 'ere?" He was looking for Jack.