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3rd pov (modern AU)

Theo is not usually one for drinks, much less taking a drunk girl home and having sex with her, but she had consented to having sex before getting drunk and who is he to deny her? Besides, he might've been a bit drunk himself. He wakes up alone, the woman gone from his side, the bed still a bit warm and wonders if she thought it was a one night stand. Theo doesn't do one night stands, in fact this is the first time he'd brought anyone home, he had been hoping to ask if they could maybe start dating, but obviously that was not what she thought.

He sighs, groaning as he realizes all he has is a first name. No last name and certainly not a phone number, he's going to spend however much time it takes to find her. He just hopes that she can remember him, because he knows she was pretty drunk and everything. First though, he has to get up and go to the meeting with Villar. After all, the man wants to use his wine, so he has to make a deal with him. He showers, dresses and grabs everything he needs, before going to his truck, mindful of people around him as he heads for the Altirk company.

His clothes stand out a bit, the green drawing attention, but he can;t be bothered by that, not when he has an important meeting. Lassic arrives behind him and they head inside, Moreno greeting them with a small wave, eyes not leaving the tablet as he scrolls through the information he's been given. The two roll their eyes, before heading towards the meeting room, occasionally reaching out and steering Moreno away from something without stopping their idle talk, catching up since it's been a week or so since they last saw each other.

The meeting room is nice, and as he passes, Theo notes blonde hair sitting behind the receptionist desk, as well as a vaguely familiar white outfit. He almost stumbles, but he's in a public setting and he needs to look calm and focused, so he puts the information out of mind, instead turning all his attention to how best to negotiate with Villar. The talk takes hours, with them trying to create a good deal, before they break for lunch, the contact almost ready. They ultimately decide to eat what they brought and Villar presses on the com button.

"Siluca, could you please bring Margaret and I's lunch from the staff room? It's about time for your lunch break too."

"Yes, Mr.Villar. I'll be right there with it."

Theo had really hoped he was wrong, but no, he really had slept with Villar's receptionist, though she's also an extremely famous model for Edoqia and a pretty talented first aid medic for when the situation calls for it. He pulls out his own lunch - brought just in case - and opens the container, indulgently rolling his eyes as both his friends turn to him, drawing an exasperated eye roll from him.

He pulls out the two plates he'd brought as well - plastic - and scoops some of his pasts out for them, giving them plastic forks and hen digging into his own portion, meeting Villar's amused eyes and giving him a deadpan one in return, though he's certain the amusement in his eyes gives him away a bit. Margaret isn't eleven trying to be subtle, covering her laughter with a hand, which barely muffles it at all.

Villar just shrugs when the two men look to him for an answer and Theo chokes on his bite, trying not to laugh at the casual way Villar had just told his friends 'fuck if I know'. Lassic pats his back while Moreno heaves a resigned groan and gives him a cup of water. He takes a few sips, coughing a bit more, before finally chuckling. During this, the man had missed Siluca entering, handing off two bags and then preparing to leave, only... the sound of that laughter, it's familiar to her for some reason, despite the fact she knows she has not seen this man before. She knows she got drunk and had sex last night, but she'd barely looked at the person beside her when she fled, more interested in getting home and forgetting it had happened... though she'll admit she had not felt as sore as expected for having sex with a stranger.

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