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The1HBIC 
Making her way from the third floor up to the fifth floor Cece had to keep telling herself this was the right thing to do. If she didn't then she was going to end up turning around just to head back where she came from.
Finally making it to her destination she took a deep breath before knocking on the door. If someone would have told her a month ago that she would be standing in front of this very door she would have laughed in her face. Yet here she was now doing just that precise thing. Lifting her hand to the door she knocked.
Knock, Knock
She would just stand and wait. No need in sitting since she didn't plan on staying and waiting for him if he wasn't in.
Dinner had been quite good this evening and Oliver was in a pretty good mood as he made his way back up to his office. His hands were in his pockets and he was whistling a tune.
He stepped off the stairs to the fifth floor and made a right towards his office but halfway down the corridor, Oliver stopped mid-step and the little tune he had been whistling died on his lips.
What was SHE doing outside of his office?
Not that he was scared of the woman or anything but Oliver wasn't really in the mood to get into a fight with the woman right now. He quickly looked left and right trying to find a place he could hide.