Never Think of Other Men

“Hah, damn it! She's back again!" cursed Reynard, seeing Tasha stepping out of the elevator in a scantily clad outfit. He couldn’t quite figure out what kind of clothing she was wearing.

“Where's Arion? Has he checked in yet?” Felix asked, busy tracking something on his laptop.

“No word yet,” Reynard replied shortly.

Felix didn't care about Tasha's arrival. His indifferent attitude meant he didn't care if people disliked him, especially if they weren't connected to him in any meaningful way.

“Rey, Felix, has my darling arrived?” Tasha asked, now standing in front of Reynard.

Felix, hearing this, immediately excused himself. “Rey, I’m heading to the restroom for a bit.”

“I’m coming too, Fel! Suddenly feeling queasy!” Eleanor chimed in, chasing after Felix.

That left Reynard alone. “Damn it! They left me! They say they care, but they run away!” he grumbled, watching Eleanor and Felix disappear around the corner of the office corridor.

“Arion probably won't be coming in. He's still busy!