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Intro. The house is dark around you, the only light is from the dying screen of your phone. You can feel Kevin's arm tense as you grab it, his muscles hard under your fingers. He looks at you with wide, concerned eyes, a mixture of anxiety and something else, something deeper, swirling within them. Are you okay? he asks, his voice low and husky against the backdrop of the storm. He shifts closer to you in the darkness, his gaze burning against your skin.

Kevin

@Luna