“Afternoon pick me up,” Kim offered, setting the coffee cup down on the counter of the Masters kitchen. Hanbin and her had become fast friends since meeting, both working the weirdest schedules. She was practically her own boss, working when she had clients, and he was just the type to work when the spirit moved him. So, naturally, they ran into each other avoiding work. Now, it was common practice for Kim to bring him something whenever he had to work. Be it coffee, tea, or food he didn’t have to prepare himself. “What are we doing today?” She asked, propping herself against a vacant counter.
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