being touched was uncommon for him. even more so these days. it took a while to get used to anyone being around him. let alone them getting close enough to the point where he’d allow them to get near him. still, there was a flinch; if only for a moment. “don’t stop,” he finally managed to get out after around ten seconds of silence as he leaned into the other’s fingers. “—not now.”
❝ —– let’s just say a friend and leave it at that. ❞
Of course things didn’t go as planned – it never did when Ky’lar started making mistakes. He didn’t know what exactly was his first one. Maybe he should have checked to make sure he wasn’t followed or perhaps it was the fact that he refused to wear some kind of suit that would at least conceal his identity. Then again, he doubted that it mattered… least of all right now as his back was against a wall both literally and figuratively.
“Look, I get it, but really…. i’m nothing like what they say about me.”
it doesn’t look like writing is going to happen today. it’s around 35c (95f) in my room again so… maybe later tonight things will cool down enough so i can focus.
🕸 ❝ I HOPE NOT . . it all depends if your business impedes or cause issue with MY FRIENDS business practice. for now we have no problems. no qualms. but if we do in future that would be . . unfortunate. ❞
❝ DON’T WORRY. ❞ It was the most he could say at the moment, but becoming a PROBLEM was easy. Ky always found himself hanging with the ‘wrong’ crowd… even if he didn’t see it that way. ❝ I’ll try to keep my head DOWN. ❞
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