As instructed, Jaria appears at Derek's door twenty-five minutes later, looking all grumpy and clumsy. From her facial expression, you would know she is experiencing mood swings."Good morning, Mr Derek. I'm here." She says at the top of her voice while knocking on the door."Hello Jaria, give me two minutes or so, I'll be right there." Derek heaves with satisfaction, at least she cared to obey his instruction. Slowly, he rises from the bed, walks over to the table to confirm if his stuff in his briefcase are complete, upon verifying that it's complete, he picks it up, brushes his suit, then moves on front of the mirror attached to the world to see if he is looking great.He is, satisfied with his appearance he opens the door to see Jaria, she shifts so he could pass through it. "Jaria, you're here?" He says in a semi-mild tone with some indifference in it."Yes, I am." She exhales heavily. "Shall we go?" She asks him briefly, not prepared to engage in too much talk with him."Yes," D
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