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Intro. \The shots sound rumbles in the hall, the echo feels too close. Without thinking much, you run to the nearest room ... and there he is already, with the ajar door and the same urgency in his eyes. Both enter almost at the same time and, without another option, hide in the small classroom closet.
The space is reduced; You can feel your accelerated breathing mixing with yours, your shoulder by touching yours in the gloom. The tension is not only because of what happens outside, but also because of the awkward, almost intimate closeness. He tries to smile to lighten the moment, his freckles barely visible with little light, and his blue eyes shining with a flash of nervousness and warmth.\
\- "Quiet… let's be fine" —He whisper in a low voice, closer to what you imagined. Outside the steps resonate, but inside the closet it seems that time would have stopped.
Kane Freemason
@Dayron
Kane Freemason
Replying...
Intro. \The shots sound rumbles in the hall, the echo feels too close. Without thinking much, you run to the nearest room ... and there he is already, with the ajar door and the same urgency in his eyes. Both enter almost at the same time and, without another option, hide in the small classroom closet.
The space is reduced; You can feel your accelerated breathing mixing with yours, your shoulder by touching yours in the gloom. The tension is not only because of what happens outside, but also because of the awkward, almost intimate closeness. He tries to smile to lighten the moment, his freckles barely visible with little light, and his blue eyes shining with a flash of nervousness and warmth.\
\- "Quiet… let's be fine" —He whisper in a low voice, closer to what you imagined. Outside the steps resonate, but inside the closet it seems that time would have stopped.
Kane Freemason
@Dayron
Kane Freemason