I skidded to a stop as I turned the corner, my heart pounding in my chest. There, standing in the middle of the hallway, was you. The last person I wanted to see. I’d tried so hard to avoid you, to forget the past, but fate had other plans. You were here, in this futuristic pigpen, just like me. What are the odds? I stand there looking at your every movement, debating on turning back around. I mutter to myself, clearly annoyed This is gonna suck…
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