What is he doing here?

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I yawned as I carried my coffee. Adams and I appear to have moved too much last night, and we didn't stop until we had exhausted our body heat. I placed my coffee cup next to the keyboard and massaged the end of my arm. A man approached me whose table is at the end of my row as I was doing this. I was shocked to meet him because I had never talked to him before. He also didn't spend much time with Kathryn. “Miss Afar, you look exhausted?” He took a step closer to me, so I stopped rotating my arm and was ready to turn around when he grasped both of my shoulders and massaged me. Surprisingly, I did not respond right away. The fact that I didn't feel any electricity in my body stunned me the most. I didn't act instantly away, and I wouldn't have acted yet if Adams's office door hadn't sudde

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