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For everyone that passed through Marcos’ life, there was a large percentage of them that left and never returned. That wasn’t always the case, though, and while some people are ones he would rather live his life without ever seeing again, there were others that he was happy to see. To see someone again meant that they had both survived. It was risky to have friends in this life, as there was always a chance that something would happen, and you would not see that friend again. But the comfort of seeing a friend was unmatched.
Now Marcos saw someone he knew, and it filled him with that comfort of familiarity, of knowing that someone he cared for had survived another day.
“Hey,” he said, approaching Reign with a small smile. “It’s been a while.”
