As the quartet happily indulged in a cozy fondue dinner, Leopold brought over the documents from headquarters.

Peering through the empty doorway, Leopold hesitated, unsure whether to enter.

He texted Anna: [Where are you guys?]

Anna, who had not quite finished chewing her lamb, hit the voice message button, “On a mission, gotta stick to Ms. Vivienne like glue.”

Vivienne said, “Just drop the stuff off, and don’t be a nuisance. You mess up the deal, I’ll break your legs.”

Percival added his own threat, “I’ll dislocate your arm.”

Thomas kept it simple, “Good luck, man!”

Listening to the sounds of bubbling fondue, fizzing sodas, and the stubborn mastication of lamb, Leopold was in disbelief.

Was this really a mission?

This was sheer torture!

But he had no choice; he had to deliver the documents quickly.

Griffin had already sent a reminder in the Little Bombs group chat – a special group Vivienne had created for convenience.

With no other option, Leopold donned a mask and hat, covering himself completely, and entered Griffin’s home.

The evening was setting in, and Griffin had only a desk lamp on, leaving the main lights off.

Three different-colored pens lay strewn across documents, each marking various annotations.

Leopold cleared his throat gently, but Griffin showed no reaction.

He moved closer and tapped Griffin’s head with the documents, “Hey, the papers…”

“Ah!”

Bam!

eyes as he staggered backward

to, or more accurately, when he could finally open his left eye

and upon seeing Leopold awake, she nonchalantly remarked, “Are you nuts? Sneaking up

Didn’t you say you didn’t want to see me?

nearly burst out laughing. “Since when

energy to argue. I’ve delivered

pointed outside, “It’s pouring rain, and the cops

Why would

as if it were the most obvious thing

maybe, help me out and move

“Sorry, my garage

was speechless, finally settling on the couch in

her work as if he was not

began to rumble.

looking back, Griffin gestured toward the

inside, alongside cans of soda – the classic bachelor’s

not help but ask, “Is

an affirmation, “Just me here, so I

felt a sudden pang of

Griffin seemed much thinner

of course, she would be on a diet

started preparing two cups of noodles, mumbling, “For a young woman, you could take better care

Griffin with headphones on,

stretched out on the floor under the light,

added the only sausage left from the fridge into Griffin’s noodle cup, then placed it quietly on the desk beside

wolfing down the nutritionally

had not stopped, and Griffin was still engrossed in her research.

awoke, he found Griffin asleep on the carpet, leaning against the couch, blue pen still clutched in hand, the other two pens precariously

noodles

“You’re working

at her with unknown

a little flushed, and so

minutes of silence, he lifted her into a more comfortable

tossed it

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