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[It's 7-something in the morning and when Takatora's ringtone starts up again it signals the fifth phone call he's already taken since waking up. Not that that sort of thing is a concern to him; it's part of his job to be informed of events and handle any necessarily issues or authorisations that crop up.
It wouldn't be very professional to take his calls from his bed so he's at the desk in his bedroom, fully clothed, if somewhat more casually than usual, considering a few more shirt buttons are open than one would expect. It was adequate enough at the time and that's all the matters.
Nobody is going to see currently except for Basco.
Ah, yes. Basco. He had done... that again last night. Wine had been involved.
Perhaps he'll simply realise how busy Takatora is and see himself quietly out?
...As if. Meanwhile-- ]
That wasn't in the original draft of the contract I read, and I hadn't agreed to any alterations. Have it sent to my home so that I can inspect it-
It wouldn't be very professional to take his calls from his bed so he's at the desk in his bedroom, fully clothed, if somewhat more casually than usual, considering a few more shirt buttons are open than one would expect. It was adequate enough at the time and that's all the matters.
Nobody is going to see currently except for Basco.
Ah, yes. Basco. He had done... that again last night. Wine had been involved.
Perhaps he'll simply realise how busy Takatora is and see himself quietly out?
...As if. Meanwhile-- ]
That wasn't in the original draft of the contract I read, and I hadn't agreed to any alterations. Have it sent to my home so that I can inspect it-
