They hadn't agreed to meet that day, and the familiar silhouette of him was quite a surprise. "Zack?" Excited, the supplies in her arms are quickly discarded until she draws closer. The quiet sobs startle her, and her once eager steps slow until she's behind him. ". . .Are you okay?" Concern laced her voice, carefully kneeling next to him. ". . hey, talk to me" Fingers brush against his arm, hoping to pull him back from whatever troubled his thoughts.
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