The next morning, Vogue woke up to the sound of his communication device buzzing insistently on the small bedside table. He reached over groggily and checked the message that had arrived.
It was from Sean, sent early in the morning.
[Hey Vogue, do you have some free time today? I'd like to meet up and discuss something important. Let me know when works for you. - Sean]
Vogue read the message and considered it briefly. Sean had been genuinely helpful during the registration process, and their interaction had been pleasant overall. Whatever the young man wanted to discuss was probably worth hearing out.
He sent back a quick affirmative response and arranged to meet in a couple of hours.
Gloria was still sleeping peacefully in his bed, her breathing soft and steady. Vogue leaned over and kissed her forehead gently to wake her.
"I need to go meet someone for a business discussion," he said quietly when her eyes fluttered open. "I'll be back later this afternoon."
