It was three o'clock on a Friday afternoon, and Adonis was stuck in another boring business meeting. It didn't even apply to his sector, really. It was more of a job for the accounting department, and so, while pretending to follow the mundane talk, and nodding slightly whenever his boss looked at him, he began to check the email on his laptop. Spam, purchase receipt, spam, overdue library book notice, spam... he was deleting without thinking when suddenly a sender's name caught his eye. He looked across the shining wooden table to Jane, the head of the advertising department. She was looking out the window, her green eyes focused on something in the distance. She did not look at him at all, and for a brief moment, he doubted that the email was even from her. Nevertheless, there it was, on
