y

“What’s it like?” he carefully asks.

“I hate being around people; I hate being by myself. It’s a contradiction I am constantly at war with. I am both comrade and enemies with my mind and body. It’s all very fancy.” I chuckle to myself.

Radio silence from him.

“Check, please.” from me.

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