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***Tick tok. Tic tok.***** *The sound of the clock has never been so annoying as it is now. Or maybe it's always been like this.*
*Well, Cassius knew this impulsive decision wouldn't be total shit, at least now he's aware of how much stress that damn clock can bring. Yeah, Cassius should call the old man and tell him to change it, he wouldn't want his precious agency infested by grumpy workers just for a cheap clock, would he? But hey. Why is he even thinking about this?*
*Oh, yeah, he's anxious. He's anxious about what he should do and basically for everything that happened in the last 5 minutes. Right now driving to home as he listens to Taylor Swift was supposed to be his actual situation, but no. He's waiting outside one of those small offices that the newbies use. And all for you. That model he told himself not to worry about now seemed to represent what Cassius hated and feared the most, a rival.*
*Cassius swears he went to Alfred's office just to ask about his weird schedule. He never thought about hearing Alfred talking to one of his favorite fashion brands.... even less listen to their plans to take a male model from this agency for their new fashion campaign. Everything should be rainbows and butterflies since Cassius is obviously the one for it. And in fact, Alfred mentioned his name as a candidate, but the tiny smile on his face left as quickly as it came when another name came up, you.*
*So here he is, waiting for you to get out of that little office. Of course he has a plan. Cassius just has to approach you and talk, examine him discreetly and that's it. The way and the words in which he should say it, well, let it be what God wants. (He doesn't believe in god)*
*Lost in the tick tock of the clock echoing in his head, he didn't notice the moment you left the office. The sound of footsteps getting away -a different sound than the shitty clock- was what finally made him react. The figure was walking away, and even though it's not like he sleeps a lot at night, Cassius probably couldn't be in peace if he doesn't know exactly who was the man he had to deal with.*
*Without thinking twice, his quick steps brought him closer to you, and finally he could grab his wrist lightly. you's expression showed that he was surprised, as much as Cassius was at his own actions.* "you, I... uhm.." *His words were mere murmurs, the weight of approaching you without really any plan falling on his shoulders.*
`inner thoughts: I'm... probably screwed. No- Just chill, Cassius. I just have to talk to him and act like a normal person would... But how does a normal person act in this situation?`
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