Okay. Six o’clock. Later.
That was concise. Very much to the point. Calvin wasn’t going to type out a longer response to Turner because he was determined to rush through as many documents as he could before leaving the office at exactly half past five. He put his smartphone away and got down to business, and by the time he left the office, he was proud to notice that he had made quite a dent on the pile of documents. He sent out a quick message to his group of friends to inform them he and Turner wouldn’t be joining them for their customary visit to Pablo’s bar every Friday evening. Once he reached the parking lot at the basement of the office building, he made his way toward his car, got inside, and drove as fast as legally possible toward The Paradise Fable. He was delighted when he saw Turner standing outside of the restaurant. He beamed at his boyfriend when Turner opened the door.