It wasn’t very often that Sebastian was able to move silently enough to avoid his boss’s detection, nor was it very often that Jim was distracted enough to fail to detect Sebastian’s presence in the vicinity; so when the opportunity arose, Sebastian had grasped it eagerly. It was curiosity, he supposed.
He was standing barely a metre behind the man when he opened his mouth to speak.
“Looking for someone, boss?”

❝T’would appear your skills in stealth are improving, Bassy Darling.
—- Why I’m impressed!❞
The devil greeted, a fiendish
grin soon forming across his
clean cut expression. Eyes
were still fixated upon the
beverage in hand; fingers
laced around the handle
like a spider clutching it’s
prey.
❝Your presence is more than enough for now, my dear.❞
