You walk down the hall of the unfamiliar office, flipping through the agenda, still warm from the printer. The building is quiet but for the tapping of keys and occasional printing, smelling of old coffee, printer ink, and... what was that? You pause, your nose filling with a strong scent, immediately, you know. Your mate is here, in this office. You swivel in the hall, seeing Ethan as he walks the opposite direction, the scent drawing you to him. Finally.
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