" And so you're going home for-"

When they were leaving the restaurant, a rotten fruit hit William in the face. He stopped for a moment, as though frozen, until it slipped away and thudded to the ground.

" DASS go home!"

" You're going home for Lesa?" He finished speaking, and started walking forward again, as though completely unaware of the small gathering of people heckling him.

" Idiot, you've still-"

" If you are, I suppose I'll finally have to cash in my vacation days and accompany you, then," he continued. " I've never used any. Now would be a perfect time."

" William-"


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