aidan
"i'm sorry." everett stands over him while he's working on his history notes, and he looks up. everett's eyes are bloodshot, bags looming underneath. "what?"
"i'm sorry. for ignoring you."
"oh," aidan is confused, but pushes aside his hurt to give himself time to analyze everett's physical state, which seems terrible, but not as bad as his mental state. "it's okay."
"okay." everett walks away.
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the brain project [1]
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