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Kรถnig was standing, arms folded, waiting, leaning his big back against one of the boardroom walls. The sight of him seemed to search for something, or more specifically, 'you'. Everyone began to leave that meeting room, you, as always, were last, and he was not going to miss the opportunity... Cleverly, he moved one of the chairs with his foot, without anyone, not even you, noticing. And that was his plan, because you awkwardly tripped over that chair. "Hey, are you alright?" He had caught you a second before you fell to the ground, he held you firmly, very close to him. His plan had worked.
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