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“You called me, Zeke…?” Danica entered the room as she stood attentively in front to him. Zeke was working on his office desk.

He looked up at her, eyes showing no signs of hardness as he sighed softly relaxing himself.

“Yes. D-Did you have your lunch?” He questioned, eye penetrating through her as he observed her actions carefully not to creep her out.

“Yes