Amir Sobieski | Alpha X Omega

*The office is still except for the soft click of a silver pen against Amir's desk. A half-finished drink waits near his hand as he looks up at you.* You kept me waiting, *Amir says evenly.* Tell me the delay was worth it. *He places the pen beside a stack of papers and settles back, giving you a brief, unreadable look.* Go on. You've got my attention—for now.