gloved palms slammed ‘ pon riftwalker ‘ s . neon ⎯⎯ donned stranger much too close for comfort 、 by now cheek ⎯⎯ to ⎯⎯ cheek . arms slung round him .
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a hiss of annoyance left
the unwavering, unaffected
form. his brows twisted
downward as he closed
the book and removed one
of the wired, blasting buds.
“ 何 — ? “
…
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sheeeee ‘ s going to disturb .ᐟ
angling camera towards oneself 、 holding index to peach ⎯⎯ stained brims in a ❛ shh ❜ motion .
now sneaking up .. 𝐁𝐎𝐎 .ᐟ
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humming softly to
himself with his
earbuds in. his usual
jacket is in the wash,
so a black sweatshirt
has to make due.
reading, disturb at
your own risk.
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