Where: Cormac's Office Whom: Cormac O'Malley @ofwildxhearts
The door clicked shut behind him as he stepped into Cormac’s office. Bellamy rolled his shoulders once, loosening the stiffness that came from a long day of standing. “Sir,” he greeted, giving a gentle bow of his head. His phone was still warm in his hand as he tucked it away into the inside pocket of his jacket. “I just got off the phone with the security at the hospital. Mr. O’Malley has settled into a bit of a hectic night at work.” There was a ghost of a grin there as he added in, “I heard him insist that I remind you to have some dinner…”
He adjusted the cuff of his sleeve, gaze flickering over the paperwork scattered across the desk. Work was never really done around here. “So, what is the plan today? What can I do to make your schedule easier?”