were they arguing about, and why can't I remember anymore? They look like their normal selves. I stand there, just as confused as they

er as the seconds pass by. I see Tobias shove past Theo, his fingers reaching for me. The world falls around me. My muscles turn to weights. No, wait, I'm the one that is falling. Oh no, I remember this feeling. I'm having a panic attack. Shit. I try to bre

I am forced down by Theo's heavy hand on my shoulder. "Woah there, lay back down for a bit." I stare, confused. I'm lying on the brown leather cou

hat's new. Theo sits beside me with my legs over his lap, rubbing

ersation between Tobias and Theo about... Funny, I can't remember a single detail. All I can recall is the vibe that somet

is hand. I sit up, pull my legs from Theo, and lean against the armrest. Reaching out, I grip the ice-cold glass o

w styrofoam food cartons in her hand. My nose twitches as the smell wafts from it. My mouth waters at the smell of Chinese food. The blonde woman peers arou

she has white suit pants on a

ly, how long have I been out? Looking at the clock that hangs above the door, I notice the time. 3:15 PM ... my eyes bulge out of my head. I have been out for hours. Jumping to my feet, I quickly make my way to the door. Shit, I'm supposed

is demanding. A cold shiver runs up my

try to argue back. My voice comes out shaky; I can hear

giving me no choice. I turn towards him only to be met with Tobias' harsh gaze staring back at me. No help there. I shrink under his glare and take a step back, h

ratch that. My former boss wasn't usually this gentle. Theo, sure, but not Tobias. Reaching down, he places a loose hair back behind my ear befo

it tense. We canceled the meeting. It's not till tomorrow morning." Theo reassures me, still rubbing my knee. I nod in understanding, but all I want is to get out of this room. I can't be

rofoam food carton in front of me bef

s, how long has it been since I gorged on takeout? It's way out of my budge

to disobey him. A part of me is tempted to know what might happen if I did. I'm pretty surprised Tobias

more awkward and embarrassing? But the food is good, and I'm starving. Maybe that's why I fainted

ead of ordering me to. Tobias walks over to the cabinet next to the window and pulls out three glasses, pouring a brown liquid that kind of resembles whiskey. Turning around, he hands me one. Theo walks ov

etween my fingers. I dared not take a drink yet. Bringing his drink to his lips, Tobias downs every drop in one go. I sniff my drink before scrunching my nose. Whatever he has given me, it's sweeter than vodka's scent- nothing as harsh as the vodka and tequila I'd been using for inner warmth. Bring

my glass back to the rim and tips his own off as well. He continues to stare at me, watching me with those dark ey

tes. Get comfortable; it is going to be a long night." Tobias speaks clearly. I stare at the boxes Theo carried in, knowing it isn't even half. Downing the glass of w

more takeout arrives. I guess that they ordered more food and coffee for us as we toil

g. When it comes time to close the building up at 9 PM, Tobias glances at the sec

e isn't much left, and I will get it done." Tobias and Theo look unsure but eventually agree to leave. They g

g. The floor is killing me. I get up, stretch and plop the files down on the table, and sit on the couch. The soft leather pampers me, and

oo comfortable, and I pass out on the first s