Tristan Sincerely Apologized

At Mogul Mega Mall, in the basement parking lot,

Dylan sat behind the wheel of a luxury black Mercedes van, looking bored. At the same time, Max, who sat beside him, busy typing on his laptop, seemed oblivious to Dylan's boredom.

An hour had passed, and Tristan had not given any instructions. Increasingly agitated, Dylan wonders if Tristan has forgotten about them for a cozy dinner with his ex-wife.

Glancing over at Max, Dylan breaks the silence. "Man, you finished clear boss picture!?"

"I did," Max replied absentmindedly, his fingers dancing across the keyboard, his attention divided between Dylan and a heated exchange with his online gaming buddy.

[X4D] Wanna play?

[Bitter_Coffee] Nah, man. On duty.

[X4D] Seriously? It's Friday night! No one works on Friday nights!

[X4D] Just one game, come on.

[X4D] I'm dying of boredom waiting here.

[Bitter_Coffee] Who are you waiting for? Your gaming buddy?