Dense
He woke up early today and was on his way to take a bath. He brewed his coffee and toast a bread then exited the bathroom with a towel around his hips, partly wet hair tips which flowed down on his collarbone.
Kiel raked his hair up and opened his tablet. He pulled a chair and sat across his dining table. Scrolling through the schedules he fixed yesterday to make sure that Devyn won't feel rushed today.
He opened his phone, and a notification popped up. An unknown message from an unknown number. Kiel opened the message and read what was sent.
[Expect a surprise visit, Mr Kiel]
The guy's eyebrows frowned, and his eyes squinted. The message didn't even leave any name, so how will he be able to know who it was? Though this phone was his business phone so it's fine if something like this happened.