Pov: Dorian
"Cassian, if you keep staring at that phone like that, you're going to end up with your eyes stuck to the glass, " I joked as I put down the heavy iron bolt I was holding. The metal piece crashed on the greasy, stained bench with a loud noise but Cassian didn't even raise his eyes from the screen. He leaned his back in his swivel chair and kept flicking his thumb at great speed.
"Okay, shut your mouth, Dorian. I'm not even going to explain what I'm doing, so you wouldn't get it."
"Really, I'm sure it's quite significant, " I sarcastically said so I could pick a rag off the floor and by using it, I got off the black grease from my knuckles.
I couldn't help it and looked at him sideways. "You have been a ghost this entire week, Cass. You haven't been in the yard and you don't
