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Zitao didn't consider himself the type of person to frequently go out and spend time with fellow acquaintances, tonight was an exception. A client of his had invited him out to spend the night with some his own friends, and while Zitao had a strict policy of never conversing with clients outside of work, he was adamant of having Zitao there that night. And so the incubus begrudgingly accepted the offer. He arrived at the at the restaurant the small gathering was supposed to be held at, and his client greeted him with the utmost affection (unsurprisingly), and introduced him to the rest of his friends. Zitao didn't really remember their names though, he didn't bother to. He made the necessary small chat and listened to their whining about their jobs, and one even complained about his wife. Zitao couldn't help but roll his eyes, this is what you're supposed to do when you're with friends? He thought to himself, taking a small sip of his beer before he heard his client speak to another man, "Where the hell is Chanyeol? It's already been like 20 minutes!" "He said he was going to be here." Another man piqued up, taking a rather long swing of his own drink. "Ah, there he comes!"
