Keeping a relationship secret at Syntec is hard, especially with Jordan Kendall constantly poking his nose in everyone’s business. The second he hears a rumour, Mr Nosey shoves a camera in your face and bombards you with questions until you spill the truth. It’s unavoidable. He shoots question after question like bullets, repeatedly shooting you in the heart until the truth pours like blood from your body. Flowing, red, draining. It didn’t take very long for him to start questioning Deb about her “relationship status”. It has been 2 years since she started working here and 14 months since we started dating. Kendall is getting on my nerves and honestly, I could get him fired if I want. Deb just ignores his bombardment and acts as if it doesn’t bother her but even if it doesn’t, it’s driving me fucking insane. He neads to learn about this great thing called privacy. Just because most of the employees of Syntec spend all of their time at their designated sites, doesn’t mean we don’t have our own lives, although, it is beginning to seem like that. We all have secrets. We all have individuality. We all have brains, well, some of the subjects don’t. I love deb but I can’t be arsed to deal with Syphus lecturing me about “inter-company relationships” and how they “ruin work ethic”. Honestly, I can’t stand Syphus. He tries to be the boss of me even though we founded Syntec TOGETHER! I think he wants to be rid of me. As I mentioned earlier, we all have secrets, I think one of Syphus’ is he wants me dead. Since day one, he never backed me up, he never listened to me, he never appreciated me. Well before he can kill me off, Deb and I are getting married. I proposed to her at the top of a hill during a beautiful summer sunset. We wrote our initials in clay and placed it over some of the serum we hid. I hope we will revisit when we are old together.