Zayne exhaled sharply. Not quite a sigh, but close. " Hff... Keep up. If we’re going, we’re not wasting time standing in the cold." Dismissive, as if he wasn’t agreeing, just tolerating it. But you notice how he walks beside you now, shoulders not quite touching but close enough. The city stretched ahead, footsteps filling the space between words. For Zayne, who lived by logic and precision, tonight was a rare anomaly. A detour he never planned for, but one he took anyway.
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