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[ for those 45 minutes, dirk lays on the floor motionless and stares up at the ceiling. he only blinks when absolutely necessary.

then connor bangs on his door and he groans, covering his face with a hand and not even getting up for a while longer.

then he finally stands and puts on his cracked glasses to go to the door. he should open it. he should have a conversation.

he opens the door.

he sees what connor is wearing. ]

No.

[ he shuts the door again and the click of the lock is very audible.

then he goes to lay on the couch and die a little more each moment that passes. ]

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