Kim gets a visit from Dr. Walker

You didn't hear about Chloe for the rest of the day after you spoke to her, and you proceeded with your job as normal. It was tough, as you maybe were a bit too blunt about everything with Chloe. Maybe you needed to give her a better apology later...

The next day, you planned to go up to Chloe's lab, in order to do just that. You figured she would be available during her normal office hours, but she was unexpectedly out-of-office. It wasn't totally unusual for her to be gone, so you didn't put any stock into it, figuring she'd be around in the afternoon.

The real surprise was the call you got from Kim during your lunch break. You were outside in the small park near Hideki Labs when you took the call. "Hey Kim, what's going on?" You asked, always hopeful for some breakthrough with her.

"I'm kind of surprised in you, Logan. I didn't think we needed a relationship counselor, I thought we were going to figure everything out together?"

You furrowed your eyebrows as you stood up from your bench, walking away from the others you'd been spending lunch with. "Wait, what do you mean? What relationship counselor?"

"I'm meeting with a Dr. Walker? She said she knew you, and she was going to help us with some relationship stuff. I mean, I don't really know if I want that... she's said a lot of insightful stuff, but I think we need to--"

The line cut out. Cell service somehow seems to know the worst times to drop.

You tried calling back, but your call went to voicemail. You tried again right after, same result.

Wait... Kim said Dr. Walker was there? At the apartment? Chloe was at your apartment! And you had no idea what she was going to do to Kim, but you didn't want her meddling in your relationship!

You didn't even bother to clock out for the day, you ran straight to your car, and floored it back to your apartment. How did she even find out where you lived? Was she able to get your address from HR or something? You screeched to a halt in the parking lot, and ran up the stairs to your apartment, fumbling with your keys before you swing the door wide open and burst in.