She dared not look directly at him, her head obscured by a gray hoodie, she had the slumped appearance of an androgynous adolescent. I don’t want to bother you, of course. The place was pockmarked with window-like holes everywhere—people were always 138 falling into them and breaking bones--it was for these lookouts why she had chosen it. She nuzzled his chest and he breathed deeply of the scent of her Finesse conditioner. His breath grew shallower as he approached the room, conscious of the loudness of his hallway-reverberated footfalls.
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