Dropping By
[ flaming-guitar ]
[To Klavier, from Apollo, at 5:39:09]
[text] On my way, be there soon.
Apollo pocketed his phone after sending the text. By now, he had to be almost at Klavier's apartment complex--the taxi left almost ten minutes ago, and though traffic slowed them down Apollo knew it wasn't much farther off.
Sighing, he slumped against the backseat of the taxi, and breathed.
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Apollo finally found himself at Klavier's apartment building several minutes later, after getting through another traffic delay. He remembered where the intercom system was and, after racking his brain for Klavier's apartment number, waited for Klavier to buzz him up.










