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One hour:

Nothing had happened.

Two hours:

Still nothing.

Three hours:

I was getting pissed off.

Four-

The door swung open and I looked up, crossing my arms over my chest. "Nice of you to pop in," I said and narrowed my eyes at the man who walked in. He was around 40 with light blonde hair that was cropped neatly. He had piercing blue eyes and was wearing dark jeans and a white button up shirt.

Somehow, he pulled it off, managing to look relatively cool, but also quite scary.

I stood up and leant back against the mirror as Jasper entered the room and shut the door behind him.

The man looked at me. He stood still. Stiff. But his blue eyes looked me over, darting from side to side. "Sit, Daisy," he said and walked over to the table in the middle of the room. He took a seat and looked up at me.

"I'm good here," I said and eyed him and Jasper cautiously.

"I'm sorry about the way we had to get you here-"

"Are you?" I challenge and the man narrowed his eyes at me, not happy about being inte