to be with danger

this is surprising

Going to the lobby, type looked about to get familiarized with everything, has ceto was behind him with his head hung to have his arms wrapped about himself to sign here and there. What happened in the car weighed heavily to his mind.
Type took in a deep breathe to then turn to eye ceto to then roll his eyes to go to him.
"You need to knock it off." He whispered.
Ceto flexed his jaw to look up.
"What I saw this morning is...."
Type widened his eyes has he heard foot steps behind to then take in a deep breathe to then go to cetos ear.
"Just do your job."
Ceto made a face has type went back to then slowly turn to see two men go before to then part has they came nearer to then break a bit apart to reveal Mr. Tyme, who looked uninterested.
Type took in a very deep breathe to look him over to then flex his jaw. He didn't know why but he couldn't get a solid read on him, this never happened.
Ceto then went about type to then go in front to then raise his hand up.
"Mr. Tyme. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Mr. Tyme looked to his hand unimpressed to then look to type with the same face.
Type widened his eyes a bit. This never happened either.
Ceto darted his eyes over mr. Tyme to then lower his hand.
Mr. Tyme then stepped forward to eye over ceto.
"I do not believe I need two new interns to my firm. Since you started to talk to me first, I can have you placed on. Tell your brother to go home."
Types lips parted to then step forward has mr. Tyme started to turn.
"Mr. Tyme. My eldest brother always likes to introduce himself first, however I am very much here and wish to be...."
Mr. Tyme raised his hand to then look over type.
"First impressions are crucial. You failed. I'll take your brother. Go home."
Ceto turned his head to eye.
"You should...."
Type grew in frustration to then step forward to then flex his jaw.
"I believe you are mistaken. If you wish to only have one of us, your business will suffer."
Mr. Tyme tilted his head a bit to the side has he had turned with his back to them to make an astonished face.
He then turned to go about the two men he had to then go directly to type to wrap his arms about.
"Is that so?"
Type nodded with his teeth clutched. He was lost in a world of confusement.
Ceto Took in a deep breathe to be confused has well to then step to them.
"This is your business and we're only interns, my brother is a bit stubborn and head strong. I am very sorry for any....."
Mr. Tyme then moved his hand up to then smirk a bit to snap his fingers.
Types eyes widened to then turn his head to eye over ceto.
One of his guards had moved to him to place a hand to his arm.
Type then looked back to mr. Tyme.
"What are you doing?"
Mr. Tyme lowered his hand to then start to walk about type.
"I really only need one intern, if you think you can help my business, then let's play a game. If by the end of this month you haven't done shit, I want you both to be out. Until then your brother is going to be held up to a hotel."
Type parted his lips to then turn his head to look over Mr. Tyme has he came about.
"Why does he need to stay at a hotel?"
"Mr. Duro, please show mr. Vut here the why."
Types eyes widened has his guard pulled out a gun to place to the side of cetos head. Ceto peered his eyes to the action.
"What are you doing?"
"I've had a few odd things going on through my paperwork, if you are has good has you think, then you're brother being hold to a hotel shouldn't mean a thing."
Type looked to mr. Tyme narrowly.
"So....if I do bad, your going to kill him? What kind of sick game are you playing?"
"I need you to be at your best. Let's just see what will happen by the end of the month."
Mr. Tyme then waved his hand has the guard took him away.
Type watched this to breathe heavily.
Mr. Tyme was before him to eye over.
"Well, come now. There is a lot to go over in a small about of time."
Mr. tyme turned to then go forth.
Type kept his eyes to ceto who was pulled away to then turn his head to watch has mr. Tyme walked off.
Type took in a deep inhale to walk forward.
I am starting to believe my boss, there is something to this man. I firmly believe he is maybe a mafia boss, but hiding, no other person in his position would pull something like this.
Type made a face to then hang his head.
What just happened a bit ago was very odd and confusing. Type knew this man was an openly gay guy and yet he didn't act like ceto, didn't just instantly swoon, that had never happened to type before, this was all knew, also when type looked to his face he couldn't really seem to figure him out like he had been able to do with so many others.
Type started to click his teeth together to think.
This..... Is not going to be has easy has I thought, but why?
Going to a conference room, Mr. Tyme went to type to then make him sit to place his hands to his shoulders to push him down to go to his ear.
"This is not going to be an easy internship for you. Know that now."
Types lips parted to then turn his head to look to the side.
Mr. Tyme stopped before the glass doors to then turn to eye without an expression.
"Soon someone is going to come in and give you what you need. Do not disappoint me. Mm.... Just think about your brother.
He smiled to then leave.
Type looked forward to scoff.
Fuck!
He then placed his tags over his pocket too then turn off the audio recorder to then take in a deep breathe to look forward.
I'll have to find a way to talk to my boss about ceto......I think this is just a fluke. I can read everyone, and every gay man falls for me because of what I am.
Type then turned his head to see someone come in with papers to then drop in front of him, type eyed the files to sign, there was a lot, he made a face to start.