"I wouldn't want to intrude. Besides, it'd be unprofessional." Alex mumbled, he shit off his lap top; putting it into his bag. "Can I wait while you call Lafayette, I want to make sure you're getting home safe." George leaned into a chair next to Alex. "O-okay." He looked at his hands, grabbing his phone and calling Laf. It rang a few times before the line went dead. Alex bit his lip. "He's not answering. I'll just get a hotel." Laf was at the club tonight. He had forgot about that. He stood up, putting his bag on his shoulder. "I'll see you tomorrow, Mr. Washington." He nodded his head and started walking.
"Alexander, be safe. You can talk to me." He said softly. Alex nodded and went out to his car. He got in and locked the doors, laying in the back seat; pulling a blanket over himself.
