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Running through the automatic doors, Harlyn checked her phone absentmindedly and pulled the corner of her lip between her teeth. She felt horrible. Absolutely horrible, though of course there was no way to tell if it had been her fault. the woman tapped her foot in the elevator, watching the numbers light up as it moved. She was lost in her own thoughts really. Replaying the horrendous moment over and over in her head. She had waved at him, a familiar face in the crowd, smiled brightly at him. She'd been meaning to meet up with the cosplayer, having become a fan of his instagram.
Floating through the halls, her lip started throbbing from how much she was chewing on it. thin fingers reached up to pat the area, knowing it was probably past red. "Shit," she groaned before pausing outside the door that held a familiar name. Gripping the floral arrangement in her hands, she took a deep breath and knocked on the frame before poking her head through the open doorway. "Hey, sugarbug! How you feeling?"
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