"God." Mahir scrubs at his face and finally moves, dropping into a chair, feeling like dead weight. "No, you're not. Of course you're not! The two of you..." He lifts his arms, gesturing indistinctly with his hands before dropping them back down on the armrests. "You've always been a closed unit."
No one knew how closed a unit they'd been until after, and still most people didn't know.
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Date: 2020-08-23 05:49 am (UTC)No one knew how closed a unit they'd been until after, and still most people didn't know.