The next morning, Darren felt himself sick. Not of health problems but by going outside of the house and going to the company but he has too. He knows he has to because one, his training and two, he cannot just be absent because of his mood.
He knows their company doesn't swing like that. He has to go, force himself because he cannot just be lazing around just because of Hugo. That asshole returned and just killed Darren's mood.
He stood up and sighed. He pushed himself to get ready while convincing and reminding himself that he shouldn't let Hugo ruin his day even though he's sure Hugo had already ruined his life.
When he was finished putting on clothes and everything he has to do inside his closet, he grabbed his bag, wore his shoes and went out. He found Timothee on the dining, packing up lunch wearing a shirt and a simple jeans.
