He just needed something to do with his hands so he wouldn’t touch the blue pen in his jeans pocket, that cursed object that weighed more than his five years in New York.
Oh my god, Marc is so brave but I can see him crumbling under this sterile pressure! That blue pen feels like an anchor dragging him down. Please tell me he gets to have a moment where he doesn't have to fight the urge to touch it soon? 😭
'It's not Client B,' he interrupted, grabbing her arm with a firmness that made Clara stop dead.
Javi, you really need to stop grabbing people like this! I know things are scary and the pressure is huge, but scaring Clara just zdds to her stress. Let's talk gently instead of physically forcing our way in! 😭
'Hey, how are you?'
Okay but can we talk about the sheer TENSION here? 😍 Marc sending just 'Hey, how ae you?' after all that planning... it's giving me major enemies-to-lovers awkward vibes. Did he finally crack or is this a trap? 🤯
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