to be with danger

need to keep my distance to no avail

Brushing his teeth and hard, type took in deep breaths to then move the brush away from his mouth to then bend over the sink a bit to spit into it to then move up to eye himself over.
Sighing, he then turned to go and get ready for the day with a plan in his mind.
I know I have to get something on the recorder from this prick however I know I can find something in those papers I keep having to look at.
Type dressed, turned to then go to then go straight into the car to make a face has he was driven forth.
I have to stay away from him. What he said is still to be resonating with me. I don't for one second fully believe he knows what I am.
Type wrapped his arms about himself to then look forward with a hard face. To not be fully convinced of anything anymore.
Going to his seat, he then moved forward to then look down to his papers to start to move them about to eye every word.
Just need to find whatever I need here to bring you down and leave this has quick has possible. Just have to stay away from him.
After a bit, type darted his eyes over the paper to then place his hand to his face to shake his head.
Groaning a bit, he then straightened up to then make a face when he heard the front door opening.
Mr. Tyme then came in while he was too his phone to then go to stand to the side to dart his eyes over a text.
"How is it coming today?"
Type shrugged.
"Going just fine."
Type then placed his hand to his pants to then turn on the recorder to then bring both his hands up.
"Is.... There a reason why your here?"
"Just want to see if you have found anything."
"I have not."
Mr. Tyme nodded.
Type then turned his head to then eye over Mr. Tyme.
"Um...... What is it you want?"
Mr. Tyme smiled to keep texting.
Type signed to then turn his head to look down.
"Mr. Tyme?"
He then started to chuckle.
Type then got up to slam his hands to the table to dart his eyes.
"What is it you want?"
Mr. Tyme then placed the phone to his back pocket to look over him.
"Believe I am getting exactly what I want. Especially with how yesterday went."
Type rolled his eyes to then turn to then leave.
Mr. Tyme turned to eye.
"Where do you think your going?"
"It is lunch."
I also want to keep my distance from you.
Type then placed his hand to the recorder to then turn it off.
Mr. Tyme watched him go to then make a face to then eye the ground.
Should I keep on going on like this with him and I or should I let him know what I do?
Mr. tyme made a consideration face.
Going to the break room, type shook his head to eye has his food has it was going about the microwave.
Just stay away from him. Keep your distance. Find something to bring him down and move on with your life and be normal.
Type then looked up to groan again.
"Mr. tyme?"
Mr. Tyme looked to type to eye him up and down.
"Yes?"
Type signed and hard.
"Is there something you need? Want?"
Mr. Tyme flexed his jaw to then step forward to then place his hands to his shoulders to rub.
Types eyes Darted confused, he then turned his head to peer his eyes down.
"What are you doing?"
"Mm....am I working you too hard? Trying to figure out why you haven't found anything. Maybe you need to be placed somewhere else to be of use to me."
Types lips went into a hard line, to then move his hands up to then move them away to turn to really eye.
"I've only looked to these papers and files for a week. Need more time. Also..... What are you to be talking about? Placed somewhere else?"
Mr. Tyme slowly wrapped his arms about himself to look over type.
"I'm sure you know exactly what I am too be talking about."
Type then raised an eye brow.
"So you do find me interesting then?"
Mr. Tyme lightly chuckled to then take a step forward.
"I was too be talking about maybe you to be part of another division. I am quite curious now though. Why do you want me to find you interesting? Do you...... Feel something for me?"
Types eyes widened a bit.
Fuck!
Type then shook his head.
"I heard at the agency you are a huge play boy and you like to go after your interns. I just want to make sure you don't find me interesting. I believe I've told you. I am straight. Now if there isn't anything you want, I would like to eat in peace away from you."
Type turned to then look to the microwave to make a face of worry and concern.
Mr. Tyme narrowed his eyes to then really look type up and down.
Is he really to be saying the truth to me right now? Seems legit, but I do see something in those eyes of his.
Mr. Tyme then took in a very deep breathe to then take a step forward to then go to his ear.
"I have gone after a few of my interns. This is true. However, they can't hold a candle to you. I believe you and I know has to why. Especially given with what you are too be."
Types heart started to beat erratically in his chest, his eyes darted and hard over the microwave.
"What are you to be talking about Mr. Tyme?"
Mr. Tyme lightly chuckled.
"Mm..... Those "vitamins" you are too be taking. I knew something was off when you kept taking them at the same time every day."
Type flexed his jaw.
"I have a reminder. I can take them any time I want. Why are you talking about my vitamins?"
Mr. Tyme then placed his mouth closer to his ear to utter two words.
Types eyes widened to then part his lips in shock to then turn his head to eye over Mr. Tyme.
Mr. Tyme smiled to eye over him to laugh.
"Mm....bingo."
Types whole body quivered and shook.
How in the hell does he know they are my........