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The Girl Boss' headquarters were not even in Paris.
They were in Orly, a city pretty close to Paris--by car and by train, of course--, but not in Paris. And Neymar thought it was very weird.
He thought that it would be a bit difficult to get in--people were probably watching the building, or cameras. But actually, everyone could apparently just got in as if it was absolutely normal.
What happened to security, guys, to Plan Vigipirate?
However, that only in front of the elevator that he realized that he didn't know in what floor Cassie worked.
He bit his lips: the surprise was ruined. Why did he even decide to come?
Well, because you miss her.
He sighed before taking his phone out of his pocket to text her.
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When he got there--he finally decided to take the stairs, because who knew what could happen in an elevator if people actually recognized him--, Cassie was waiting in the corridor, stressed out.
"What are you doing here?!" She asked as soon as she saw the football player, and he smiled.
"Hi Cassie, I'm happy to see you as well."
"I'm not kidding, are you insane?! Did you momentarily forgot that you are kind of super famous?"
"I regularly forget that. But i didn't when I decided to pay you a visit here. I bought breakfast." He grinned, showing her the paper bag in his hand. "We can have it in your office, no one will see me, that way."
"That's the point. Even heard of open space?"
Neymar frowned.
"Oh...do you mean that you don't have an office for yourself, but that you are all working together in a big room?"
"That's exactly what I mean."
"Okay, I should have checked that before coming with breakfast here. I'm sorry," he admitted.
