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It was around 6 when they finished working. They looked up at each other, exchanged a look and both nodded. 

It had been a tie once again.

Kalmin stands up from his seat and begins to pack up the papers around the table. "It seems you get faster and faster at doing your job as the day pass, don't you?" he teased, turning to Boris for his reaction. 

Boris was already turned around, gazing out the window to the streets below being lit up by a darker sky, a dark red crossing the sky in a mix with orange as little stars began to come into view in the night sky. It didn't seem like he was paying attention to the sky even though it was such a beautiful sky, but rather the edge of the horizon like he was waiting for movement, waiting for something to shift there. Waiting for someone to come into view. 

Kalmin looked up at the sky and let out a sigh. "It's quite beautiful isn't it?" he asked to which Boris looked up slightly at the wide expanse of the sky.