Max's office.
"Don't tell me it's about that same bitch."
Derrick took a swig of the coffee and dropped the cup. His eyes occasionally leaving Max who had just closed his iMac and was looking up at him, his elbows on the oak table, palms supporting his jaw.
"I never said it's about me."
He shot Derrick an ogle. Derrick scoffed and tried to get the idea of the discourse.
"Then help me. Else I'd keep guessing."
Max stared for a while, looked at his phone, then started,
"Can you keep secrets? Can't be sure if your lose lips are still that fucked up."
Derrick looked around for a while, his sharp eyeballs ransacking his sides. Max knew what he was looking for. An object to hurl at him. Max shot,
"Here ain't some c
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