Magnus's POV

It was getting late already and it's about to pour. I drove down the gliding streets until I got to my friend's house. I gently drove the car to a good stop, got down and headed in.

"Magnus? Wow. How did you get here?" He asked, amazement written all over his face as he welcomed me with a tight hug.

"The fact that I haven't come to your house since a few years back doesn't mean I'll forget the location. Does it?" I teased.

"Not at all. But you said to meet at the company, didn't you?"

"Mark, you know who I am. I already sensed your absence...