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Everything is set in their new area.
Drake and Daphne's desk are facing each other
but with a thin wood in front of them.
While Seth's desk is located on Daphne's side
but a wide space, enough for someone
to roam around, between them.

. . . . . .

6:53pm

Drake:
Daph..

Daphne:
Yes?

Drake:
How long will we stay here?

Daphne:
Hmm.. maybe a week or less. Why?

Drake:
Where will we stay?
Did Mr. Baltazar told you?

Daphne:
He owns an apartment nearby.
He gave me the keys.

Drake:
Good. I thought we will go back there.
Haha!

Daphne:
Eight hours? No way. Haha!

. . . . . .

A young woman at her twenties with
a red lipstick wearing a fitted red dress,
showing off her cleavage, approached Seth.
The manager. She leaned on his desk,
showing her daring dress, that made
him lean back. She seductively whispered
on his ears, no one can hear it but him.
He nods and she gave him a smile
and walked away from him.
On the other side, Daphne saw it all.

. . . . . .

Drake:
Anyways, I saw a coffee shop nearby.
Do you want to go some other time?

Daphne:
I would love to!

Seth:
Ehem. The manager said we can go now.
Tss.

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