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It's a day later.
Here I am sitting in my car outside of my office searching up Pollux on social media.
I know pathetic.
But I'm intrigued and once I'm intrigued it's over. I scroll and scroll until I think to myself.
'If Angel follows him then he should be in her following list.'
I search up Angels instagram. Before I click on her page, I think to myself, what if he doesn't have social media. I groan as I throw my phone into the passenger seat.
I'm a grown ass man looking someone up on instagram like what the hell.
26 years old doing goofy stuff, I just need to mind my business, or I can ask Angel about him, but she'll completely blow it out of proportion, and I definitely don't need that.
I look at my watch and see that it's going on 7:30 pm. I'm going to head and grab some food for Angel before I head home.
She wants chipotle.
About 25 minutes later after getting the chipotle I head into the hospital, taking the elevator towards Angel's room.
Ding!
I reach the 5th floor as I head into the room only to see her not in her bed.
Where is this girl I think to myself as I sigh.
Before I can dwell on where she may have been I turn towards the door as I hear laughter fill the room.
Angel comes walking in; in her pink night gown as Pollux comes in right behind, my eyes widen as I take in his appearance.
He's glowing as he looks up at me it seems as everything slows down.
I take in his light brown scrubs that pair nicely with his beige crocs as my eyes travel too the gold skinny chain that wraps around his neck perfectly. My eyes travel back to his face only to see he's staring at me.
