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-𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗟𝗩𝗘- ❝【𝓤𝓷𝓬𝓵𝓮 𝓚𝓾𝓻𝓸𝓸】❞
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ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ ❛She's his personal assistant? ❜ *+:｡.｡ ｡.｡:+*
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𝓗—iijiri held the door open for Kenma as he stepped out of his car. The sun had set a long time ago, and the night sky was aglow with stars. The two were inside Kenma's private garage on their way to the mansion.
Kenma opened his house doors and stepped inside, giving a small nod of thanks to Hiijiri he entered and placed his briefcase on the counter.
The atmosphere in the room was...eerie. Kenma let out an irritated groan. He could sense a presence in his living room. The man took off his suit jacket and proceeded to the front.
"Why are you in my house Kuroo?" Kenma came around the corner and placed his jacket on the couch.
"How the hell do you even do that without ever seeing me?" The ravenette was impressed once again.
"Because your aura just annoys me to the fullest extent, it's hard not to tell when you're around."
"So how was work buddy?" Kuroo sipped on the glass of scotch he had placed inside his hand.
