[Warning: This chapter contains torture and if it's something that triggers you, I'd advise you to skip, else, happy reading.]
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Drip. Drip. Drip.
The sound of water dripping was the first thing James heard when his heavy eyes opened.
It has been a day since his press conference and saying it hadn't gone well would be a big understatement.
In order to gain the favor of this new, anonymous big wig, he had not so subtly dragged Nathaniel's name through the mud just after admitting to the leaks.
He was sure that this would be enough to impress this anonymous person. He was sure that this person would bail him out of the coming consequences.
Oh, how wrong he was.
James expected to be contacted by this person again, after all, he had done his part of the deal.
But as the hours ticked past without any form of communication, that's when the realization settled in.
