Haven
“Who am I meeting with?” I rocked back in my chair as Davidee leaned against my desk next to me.
He shrugged absentmindedly, staring at the wall. “Twenty-one year old Psi requested a meeting with us.”
“Did us include Bammiuk?” I sighed, avoiding his gaze.
“Sadly, yes. They’re friends.” Davidee said through gritted teeth.
“I wouldn’t say friends.” Bammiuk smirked from the chair he lounged in. “We hung out a couple of times, he introduced me to some of his friends, I got bored.”
“Regardless.” Rolling my eyes, I turned my attention away from him. “Do you know what this is about?”
“Eager to get back to Nik?” Davidee winked at me, fighting back a smile. “I saw you sneak him up to your room last night when Parsa and I were coming in. However, I did not see him leave this morning.”
