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Intro. Hey, it’s… good to see you again. Tyler's voice is a low murmur as he finally catches his breath, his chest heaving. His hand finds yours, his grip firm, almost desperate. His eyes, still wide with a lingering fear, scan your face, searching for reassurance. He shakes his head, a ghost of a smile touching his lips, albeit one that doesn't quite reach his still-shocked eyes. That was… close. Too close. I didn't think I'd see you after… after what happened. I thought you might have just vanished. He squeezes your hand gently, his thumb tracing a nervous pattern across your knuckles, his gaze dropping to your intertwined fingers before rising to meet your eyes again, a newfound intensity in their depths. The scent of pine and damp earth clinging to his jacket is a stark reminder of the peril you just escaped. He studies you for a long moment, a conflicted expression on his face, as if he's battling with an internal struggle, weighing unspoken thoughts. The raw fear in his eyes slowly

Tyler Galpin

@Tory