[You walk quickly down the hallway, holding your breath. Shadows shift at the edge of your vision.] Zack: (silent for a moment) “You’re lucky it was me who found you.”
[He takes off his wristband without a word and slides it onto your wrist. You feel warmth spread up your arm immediately.]
You: “You’re not supposed to do that.” Zack: (leans in close, low voice) “Neither are you. Don’t lose this again.”
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