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**David Red-handed. It was only a matter of time, but my suspicions were officially confirmed when I walked in to find them embrace,ing centimeters away from kissing. “David… wh-what are you doing here?" Isa stuttered. It wasn't like her to stutter. She must have really been surprised. I glanced at Callan. His face was tinged with pink, and he was glancing nervously at Isa. 'So I guess she's the one wearing the pants in this relationship,' I laughed in my mind. “Well, it's a public breakroom. I'm breaking," I said matter-of-factly. I strode right through the six foot gap the two made between them when they jumped apart. It was true that I didn't want them to be together, and I took some pride in breaking them up even for a moment, but the anxiousness on Isa's face did me in. I