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He sighed. “I wish that it weren’t. But I have more bad news.” He told him as he started to loose his tie and took off his jacket. “The A/C is about to cut off. The electrical is having problems, which is why the elevator stopped.” He said shaking his head. “Work? Which floor?” He asked, trying to think if he knew the kid from his floor. But he knew he would have remembered that face if he had seen it before.

He had been in NYC for three weeks now and only seen Oli once. It wasn’t that he was avoiding him, ok maybe it was. He was being careful. He didn’t want to lose his friendship and couldn’t keep himself from feeling what he did. But, he needed to get passed it. So he had suggested they get a drink after work today and it was exactly what he needed after his long day. He arrived at the bar before Oli and grabbed a drink while he waited. He looked up as he took a drink just in time to see the other man enter. He couldn’t stop the stupid grin that formed on his lips as he waived him over. “Hey Oli!” He said as the other man arrived next to him. “His first drink is on me.” He told the bartender as he clapped his old friend on the back. @olivcrobcrtson

#here you go

“Shit.” He said looking at his watch. The elevator lights went off and the one emergency light came on. Mitchell shook his head.He reached forward and picked up the emergency phone. “Yeah. Two of us. I think we are between 3 and 4. Ok. Two hours? How the hell? Make it faster.” He hung up the phone. “Well. I hope you don’t have anywhere to be anytime soon.” He said as he set his bag down and loosened his tie. “I’m Mitchell Anderson.” He said as he held his hand out to shake the other mans. He pulled out his phone and sent a string of texts letting people know he wasn’t going to make it.

“Oh so you only use me for my height. I see how it is.” He said with a raise of his eyebrows. “You think I’m gonna share my water with you?” He chuckled as he took a long drink from his water. :Mmm, its so good.” He nodded before handing it over to him. “Here you go kid.” He said with a smirk.

Mitchell was huffing and puffing as he reached the end of the court. The game had been contumacious but he and Malik had squeaked out the win. He picked up his water bottle and took a swig from it before talking. “Why the hell do I let you talk me into these pick up games?” He asked chuckling at his friend.

@lccksharp

#hope this is ok

Mitchell was in a hurry. He had a conference call in twenty minutes and hated to be late. it wasn’t end of world stuff, but one of his biggest pet peeves in the world was tardiness. He was a planner and followed a schedule. He hated when that schedule was interrupted. His mother said it was his meticulous nature that always seemed to get in his way as a child and it seems to not have changed as an adult. With his coffee in one hand, his Prada laptop bag swung over his shoulder. He thought the thing was pretentious but his sister insisted he buy it when he was moving to NYC. He had never had much a of fashion sense, but thanks to her, he was always on the right side of it. At age 38 she was still sending him ideas on his clothes and wear to buy them. And of course he always listened. Today’s grey suit was no different. In Chicago he was a little bit more casual, but he had noticed when he interviewed for the promotion and when he moved to NYC, it was more formal and a lot less casual. He stepped on the elevator choosing the 18th floor and took his spot near the back. He thought for a second he might have it to himself but nodded politely hello to the other man as he entered.

@smith-stevens

#hope its ok #google chris pine grey suit #that is what you will see him in

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