09-29-2019, 11:29 PM
Markus kept his eyes focused on the man that was sitting at the desk, watching him as he wrote and typed on the computer that was sitting before him. He emitted a slight snort as the alpha, Easton was it? Commented on how he had thought he would be paired with a beta. Though, it wouldn't have been surprising, since betas could work any job they wanted to without having to worry about anything. His gaze hardened, blue and light brown eyes focused on the man. "I hope you don't. I'd rather not have a job that is literal hell." He responded, rocking back on his heels.
When Easton stood to throw away the cup, he shifted back on his feet slightly. He bit his lip, unsure if he wanted to go grab some. Then he remembered that he hadn't really had any caffine today. Maybe it would be nice to have a bit of coffee. Sighing, he trailed over to the machine. Watching quietly as he poured himself some coffee. When he stepped aside, he poured himself some and went to overpower the bitter taste with sweet creamer and sugar. Markus had never been one to enjoy black coffee. He hated practically anything bitter, and coffee was no exception. He didn't really care if he ended up canceling out the coffee.
Standing there for a moment, he observed the taller man before him. "So, what are we doing today? Paperwork? A crime scene?" He trailed back over to the desk. Noticing there was one right across from where he had been sitting. He shifted to take the desk, placing his coffee down on the table. Moving his leg up to cross it over his other leg. Waiting for the man to respond with what they're going to do.
When Easton stood to throw away the cup, he shifted back on his feet slightly. He bit his lip, unsure if he wanted to go grab some. Then he remembered that he hadn't really had any caffine today. Maybe it would be nice to have a bit of coffee. Sighing, he trailed over to the machine. Watching quietly as he poured himself some coffee. When he stepped aside, he poured himself some and went to overpower the bitter taste with sweet creamer and sugar. Markus had never been one to enjoy black coffee. He hated practically anything bitter, and coffee was no exception. He didn't really care if he ended up canceling out the coffee.
Standing there for a moment, he observed the taller man before him. "So, what are we doing today? Paperwork? A crime scene?" He trailed back over to the desk. Noticing there was one right across from where he had been sitting. He shifted to take the desk, placing his coffee down on the table. Moving his leg up to cross it over his other leg. Waiting for the man to respond with what they're going to do.