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Ivan’s eyes slowly darted around his apartment's room hoping for a sight of the blond. This so-called "surprise" that Andrew has been hiding from him for days has been keeping him up all night, and he just can't seem to get his mind over it.
“Andrew I’m back” Taking his step into the room as he impatiently increases his speed. The floor creaked in response to his idiotic action. This is HIS apartment, and now Andrew is here leeching off him for a living, so why would he increase his speed for such malignant behavior? As if the tumor was next to him taunting his mind as he began back to the steady calculated pace he originally had while walking to his room “406”.