“I need your help with something and I’m like, really sorry if this isn’t something you want to do. I’m not going to push you or anything, and I know I don’t technically have to sleep at night...But I’m hardcore losing sleep over this thing now.” Same bar as the week before. It felt like a neutral enough ground, let Ramsey have an out if she wanted to just leave. Warren knew he had more of a nervous lilt to his voice than playful, but he couldn’t help it. Not this time, not when the cork board kept in his home office corner looked like he was trying to solve a conspiracy.
Well, okay he kind of was. That was besides the point though. “So my boss’ assistant has gone missing. I ran into a girl who lives in her building,” Poppy hadn’t needed to be so nice to him after he’d interrupted her eating, but she’d been quick to give her thoughts on the whole thing. “She was last seen by her neighbor on the train. I don’t think that whole mess was accident and I know you don’t either.” @hunter-haller