[ Why is this happening—the flood of paper startles him back, but the look of concern returns, at least until he notices another thing. It's getting dusty? At first, he thinks it's his glasses, but realizes its the invisible walls. He brushes it away before sifting it between his fingers.
Is there something waiting for her after graduation? What's the rush? ]
All right. Though you have to make it up to me somehow.
[ Since the walls are here, he's knocking on one of them for emphasis. These? They're a problem. ]
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Is there something waiting for her after graduation? What's the rush? ]
All right. Though you have to make it up to me somehow.
[ Since the walls are here, he's knocking on one of them for emphasis. These? They're a problem. ]