A knock at the door brought Noah out of his devilish thoughts, and he opened it to find Ian standing outside his room. "Am I disturbing you?" Ian queried, bending over to see if Noah was in the midst of some work. Although his voice was genuine, there was mischief lingering in his eyes, and Noah's lips twitched, seeing his friend tease him.
"Now that Joshua is temporarily on leave, have you taken his job of being a jester?" Noah walked back and plopped on the bed, keeping the door wide open.
"Someone has to fill his shoes to keep life balanced. Otherwise, what use is it to stay serious all the time?" Ian followed Noah and sat on the couch beside the door. "Before I forget, happy birthday."
"Yeah, thanks." Noah nodded at him, and Ian narrowed his eyes, seeing the man's cold response.
