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in his own universe, one with letters floating in the air to create different words. then, snapping out of his head, he glances over. “ sorry——can i borrow you for a sec ? house isn’t answering my calls. ”
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as if sensing that presence and being enough to at least attempt to coax him from his daydreaming, there's a slow, horror movie-esque head turn. blink. " wilson. "
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