Date: 10 May 2021 Time: 12:02 PM Location: Lethean Times
Hugh arrived 2 minutes before the lunch break at the Lethean Times lobby. He has been standing there without a word, making the receptionist very uncomfortable. In his hand is a brown bag, and he stares at his wristwatch until Tilda Ballantine shows up. “It is quite unbecoming of a proper lady to keep your date waiting, Ms. Ballantine.” He jokes dryly. They both know this is a business call, but Hugh is savvy enough to mask it as a harmless lunch date. Without wasting a second, he strides out of the lobby toward a secluded bench around the building. He flops down and opens up his bag, pulling out a granola bar, an apple and a banana, a can of Redbull which is his lunch. “So, I’ve got a favor to ask you.” He cuts to the chase, peeling off the banana.
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