"For you, my love."
The Pierson Corporation was often bustling with people coming and going throughout the day. No one ever really stopped—unless absolutely necessary. But right this instant, everyone in the lobby of one of the busiest buildings in the city came to a halt.
It didn't matter if they were arriving or leaving; all eyes were on Atlas and Dean, standing in the center of the lobby in front of the reception desk. Gazes darted between the two, with Atlas holding a bouquet for his… love.
DING!
At that same moment, the elevator chimed. Stepping out were Zoren, Finn, and a few others, on their way to a mandatory quick lunch. But as they entered the lobby, their pace slowed until they stopped altogether.
"What is going on here?" Finn asked, brow furrowing as he spotted Dean and Atlas standing face to face.
Zoren tilted his head slightly in quiet confusion.
