"What's up?" That was Spike's introduction while smiling when Cee and Rake entered the Disciplinary Committee Office. "Why are you together?"

Rake suddenly put his arm around him. "She can't get enough of me," he replied.

Spike looked at him teasingly. "That's your type, Cee?"

His cheek flushed as he removed Rake's arm from his shoulder. Unsatisfied, he kicked Rake to the side.

“I didn't type that, hey! "Don't believe that one, it's illusory," he denied.

"It's just in denial," Rake laughed before sitting down at his table.

"Stop it!"

Then he only noticed four other men inside the office. So the rest of the gang was here.

“Yo, Cee!...