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"I'm sure," he said calmly, though his tone was spiteful. "I'm just glad we're officially out of there."
He nodded, his mouth drawn in a tight line. Walking towards the lab, he only sighed.
"Miss Abernathy found us a way out, no thanks to you all," he said bitterly, finally starting to feel the adrenaline wear off.
"It's alright. They're fine. The pain is... It's nothing to worry about," he said smoothly, his pace quickening a bit as he saw the ship.
He nodded. "I'm glad you're alright. I can't wait to get back inside the ship. (Oh right, he probably sprained one of his wrists.)
"Hm. Alright. How did you escape, anyways?" he asked, walking near her protectively, his eyes leering at alleyways and passing bystanders.
He pursed his lips and muttered under his breath. "I don't care if they got damaged. He hurt you."
He followed, his dull expression turned into a grin. "Well, that's one way of putting it." He paused. "I meant it in all honesty, though. I would...
He kissed her cheek in gratitude. "You're really saving the day a lot. Thank you." He looked at the ground, brows furrowed. "I wasn't much help."
"Yeah. I need to sleep," he said, glancing down at his wrists and hands. "I hurt."
"Yeah. I don't see why anyone would want to live here at all," he said, watching cautiously. "Even before this, I wouldn't. It's bland."
He nodded, ignoring his frustration. Standing up he began walking to the door. "Yeah, alright."
Francis said nothing, just sighed deeply as the guard fell. "Damn them. Taking us to these stupid meetings without any precautions," he said,...
"Nice shot," he said quietly, watching the officer. "One more to go. You've got this."
(The point where I read that it was your screensaver was when I hid under a pillow out of happiness. I don't understand how you're so nice all the...
"Yeah. We probably can. We're already so close, I'm sure we'll make it out fine." (So, like, made this at 4:30 in the morning. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)...
Avice regarded the three new girls with caution, but made silly faces at them when they weren't looking, as a way to distract herself and kill...
"You're right. Do you think we'll be safe once we get outside?" he asked, now seeming uncertain.
He shot her a worried look, but continued climbing the staircase. "I can't wait to get out of here," he said quietly, adrenaline rushing through...
He took her hand, ignoring the throbbing pain in his wrist. "Let's go. I don't want to stay here any longer."
