[ Moving to sit besides Duo on the bed, Dirk listened. He knew how it felt to feel invisible around those you want to be close to.
The fear of isolation was something he knew much better than he lead on.
Raising a hand the blond ran a hand over Duo's hair and tried to give him his best smile, head tilted down so the other could see his eyes over the top of his glasses. ]
It was just a nightmare. We're friends, your kind of screwed. See Striders have this fine print in the friend contract that says you are stuck with them and they can't ignore you.
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The fear of isolation was something he knew much better than he lead on.
Raising a hand the blond ran a hand over Duo's hair and tried to give him his best smile, head tilted down so the other could see his eyes over the top of his glasses. ]
It was just a nightmare. We're friends, your kind of screwed. See Striders have this fine print in the friend contract that says you are stuck with them and they can't ignore you.