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Ian was toweling his hair off when Zane walked into his office. He had only just put his things back on his desk, and his friend narrowed his eyes at him curiously. Ian rolled his eyes and pulled the door to his office bedroom shut, making the man react comically.
"Where were you two?" Zane asked, eyeing the sofa suspiciously.
"Not there..." Ian replied, and Zane sat, still eying the surfaces of the office wearing a disgusted expression. He noticed the shoes sitting under Ian's desk, and not wanting Mina to have to deal with Lisa, he pulled out his phone, hoping to change where they would meet. "Who are you calling?" Ian asked as he leaned on his desk.
