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Shit

I reach forI’ve already heard more than I should have

“Get the fuck—”

Music fillsNico’s words off

It takes a few songs forthe chilled Septeht’s air waft over my face

Minutes later, my music stops

I blindly reach for my phone, but when my hand finds an empty space, my eyes pop open

I jump

Nico stands tall, his shadoide and loorip

He glares, jaw clenched, beads of sweat covering his forehead “You record that?”

My brows juaze froed in as soon as—”

“As soon as what?” he snaps “Soon as it got too heavy for your textbook world?”

I prepare to argue, but the longer I look at hiainst it

He’s stressed Tense

Tired?

My eyes fall to his shirt – torn at the sleeve and stretched at the collar – before ht back to his

His face hardens and he cuts his glare to the fence

“Wanna talk?” I ask when maybe I shouldn’t

He scoffs, shaking his head, still not looking back at ive you one ride ho dark, and suddenly you assume I want to talk to you”

I eye him and his nostrils flare

He said after his ga Maybe it’s the same with all intense situations for him?

“Good, I’aze slowly slides sideways, back to azing up at the sky once again “You’re an asshole, and I don’t want to talk to you, either”

He stands there, the heat of his heavy stare burning into the side of my face for a minute or two before a heavy scoff leaves him

Nico drops beside me

We lay there in the dark, staring at the stars