Christian had waited patiently outside the office, as he had done so often before. He tapped his fingers against his legs anxiously, looking up at the door that held secrets he would presumably be hearing from his boss's mouth in a matter of minutes. But that didn't stop the fact that he was nervous. The girl at the desk watched him, intrigued and amused, but his eyes were dead set on the door handle. If it would only twist then he could stop feeling so goddamn nauseous.
He wasn't sure why it was he was so high-strung all of a sudden. It couldn't have been anything he had eaten.. Although, it didn't help that Merlin seemed to be on alert. It was as if he could sense that there was something coming, and yet, if he knew what it was, he wasn't opening his mouth anytime recent.
Christian leaned his head back against the chair, moving his hands up his legs quickly. The girl behind the desk giggled and he looked up, quirking a brow. But before he could react, Michael was leaning over him telling him that this was time for action. He stood upright, nearly toppling over at the sudden change in position, and nodded. "Uh - I.. Office?"
He never got to choose the location. Something must have been urgent.. But what?