It was like a jolt of electricity, looking right into Ten's eyes. He was vaguely aware of his lips parting, but he didn't say anything just yet. He wasn't even really thinking. Feeling, too much and nothing he could even begin to put into words. Better than that. Better than what?
"This is better than getting drunk in my room alone." Not that he would have done that today. Maybe a bit tipsy. "I never really managed to pull away anyway. I just tried to pretend. Badly."
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"This is better than getting drunk in my room alone." Not that he would have done that today. Maybe a bit tipsy. "I never really managed to pull away anyway. I just tried to pretend. Badly."