#* elio

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@averygaye

     Elio blows a raspberry.

     It’s hot out, and in too. He rubs at his eye with the flat of his fingers and yawns and shuffles where he’s sitting, and then slumps forward on the table with his arms crossed and his chin on his forearm, and watches Angel the way an audience watches a firework display.

     “I have a question.”