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“RUN?!?! FROM WHAT??” She backs up a little ways, startled.
words glued themselves to chapped lips, the fragmented sentence
hanging in the air, sticking out like a sore thumb. it was only when
koma was startled that he would open his mouth to communicate
-- pale extremities groped at his back pocket, fishing around for his
ever-so-needed cell phone. finger pads clicked against the screen,
frantic movements made in order to get his point across to the other.
while you were crossing the street, a car almost
hit you, and i got worried, so i was trying to
get you to hurry across!