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Already, the business discussion had been discarded from unfortunate circumstances. Options were nonexistent and already, Quinn was certain Mr. Johnson would perhaps consider a private discussion area for future meetings. A tragedy, the beach possessed pleasant scenery and undoubtedly other areas of Lorsette accomplished similar fortunes. Nonetheless, Quinn's attention was forcefully shifted away from his occupational requirements to the source of the disruption. While never witnessing the starting windup, the finishing stance made the culprit of Mr. Johnson's fresh head injury obvious.

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Though, in spite of the incident, Quinn Abraham retained an oddly calming air about him as he gradually recovered. A soft, curious smile played across his thin lips and his radiant, blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight. Between the features of semi-attraction quality was a complexion pale and shining from the lathering of sunscreen. A contrast to the pleasant sparkle of his eyes and graceful curves of his face. The composure maintained by Quinn was exemplified by the straightening of his back, as though the requirement of ancient regards between nobility existed.

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Alas, Quinn was merely assuring his high-standing in modern society would be considered well-earned. As a young man pursuing the abrupt takeover of his parents' company, he wanted to appear better. The calm and composed man capable of sophisticatedly speaking to another who, by undetermined intention, interrupted the inner workings of his business discussion. If he radiated the atmosphere of somebody charming and kind, people would undoubtedly call for his uprise into company ranks; it was, in his opinion, a perfect plan.

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Nonetheless, the pedestaled chalkboard was in motion, and Quinn held no intention of allowing everything he worked towards to crumble. How else would he provide life to Florin and remove the incapable of a non-deserving company? Thus, he hunted composure and locked it in a mental cage. Although, Quinn would be lying if he said he did not retain some vexation. Levelled breaths brought the rise and fall of his chest, a little voice reminding him he could not treat, what he assumed, was a regular citizen lightly.

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Yet, assumptions were soon dashed... Wrapped around the man's torso was a designer hoodie, something bought by the wealthy; and now stained with blood. Intrigue quickly flickered in Quinn's eyes as he took a proper look at the dark-skinned disruptor while listening to his reason for weaponizing a volleyball against his colleague. Moments later, a soft click left Quinn's mouth, his right hand lightly touching his chin. The man was new to the realm of vampires, inexperienced in control and as a result, "attacked" Mr. Johnson.

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"I see," the words breezed through Quinn's lips.

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The long-haired vampire's attention was driven elsewhere. His brilliant blue eyes accomplishing another up down at the man he acquainted himself with before a soft 'hmm' escaped his closed lips.

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"May I ask your name?" He requested.

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The words possessed slight hints of a mumble, Quinn seemingly distracted by churning thoughts. As an Abraham and wealthy businessman, the long-haired vampire thought himself familiar with the upper-class crowd. While the recent behind the scenes workings with his company kept him busy, the young man worked to forge those ever-significant connections. The middle-class was important, however, the upper-class held its fair share of wealthy company owners. Ultimately, it meant people he could learn from and hopefully befriend through his attempts to claim the Ambraham Company.

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Besides, the more people capable of vouching for his skillful planning, the easier Quinn could root himself into the company he desired to run.

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Cattering to the associates of the exclusive Abraham Company were crucial to gain favourship from. The wealthy food production company, most specifically specialized chocolate bars designed for varying species. One of these included flavoured foods with hints of artificial garlic flavouring for the craving turned. It was another of the many failures because of his foolish parents' involvement. However, Quinn used the opportunity to condescendingly speak about the errors in his parents' judgement and explain how to properly accomplish non-allergy ridden flavourings.

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Fortunately, their recent failings in the complex business moves Quinn suggested resulted in the young man capably worming his way into their company relationships. People desired to hear the ideas of a new, fresh mind looking to expand the company into varying fields through the creation of promotional items and products. These little accomplishments would be what would allow him to take over the company. The motivation behind Quinn's actions fixated on gaining those positive opinions from the partners for the forceful takeover.

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Thoughts of gaining favouring filled Quinn's mind because of this day's agreement. One of the individuals who the long-haired vampire wished to impress greatly. The man was an older fellow, owner of the distributing company who got their products to the shelves. Excellent connections with the distributors meant a deeper glance into the inner workings of the company from a perspective his parents rarely sought. An infatuation in the inner workings of the company would undoubtedly bring forth marvellous business relationships, but his parents did not need to know that.

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Every advantage was required for the ceremonious takeover, particularly for the safety of his precious Florin. The gorgeous purple-haired man was his boyfriend and Quinn wanted to grant him a lavish, stable life. Thus, he lathered himself in sunscreen and walked the beach with the older man, a broad smile on their faces.

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"So we were thinking of expanding the distribution of your products because of how well they have been selling," the older man explained, continuing their conversation about recent distributing.

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A gentle 'hmm' escaped Quinn's lips as he softly placed his fingers on his chin. The vampire nodded at the distributor assisting him.

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"I like that idea, I will mention it to my parents and see about an advertising campaign to support the distribution," the vampire gladly explained.

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Already, he planned on leaving the task on his parents and observe how well they accomplished the task. Several times, they proved incompetent after failing in his plans, however, he wanted to provide the opportunity for them to hold some success. Although, he hoped for less effectiveness to mention possibilities to increase the number of people observing their ads and appear powerful in those regards. Together, Quinn and the distributor stood at the beachside, a young man by his sides as they stared over the ocean.

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"Well... we will see how tha-"

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Words were cut off as a loud thud resonated through Quinn's ears. His brilliant blue eyes widened and locked on the distributor as his assistant caught the man. Quietly, a volleyball bounced in the sand, rolling. With a slight panic, Quinn looked between the officially unconscious man and the volleyball "weapon" used. The older man was scooped up by his assistant, leaving Quinn watching as they retreated.

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"Um! Tell Mister Johnson I would love to speak with him after he has recovered!" Quinn shouted from behind him.

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The assistant merely nodded and proceeded to hurry down the beach to take his employer somewhere safe to recover. A gentle sigh breezed through Quinn's lips as his eyes locked on the ball before shifting to the players. People regularly wished to not take the blame, thus, they were hasty to point at a dark-skinned man holding a towel to his nose. The ravenette strolled over to the stranger, giving a quick wave.

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"Excuse me, may I ask why you just rocketed a volleyball at my associate?" The vampire asked.

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There was a subtle hint of calmness to his voice, however, inside Quinn discovered a vague annoyance. Rarely would he dress casually for business meetings and after picking his best pair of shorts and a t-shirt, his associate got knocked out. Already, Quinn knew the discussion would be discounted until they could speak further on the situation. Unfortunately, it meant reorganizing the meeting and his associate's favoured location likely shifting. To worsen matters, he would need to re-discuss the circumstance related to the expansion; it was already somewhat of a headache...

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