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Kitridge was a nice lady, he thought as his bottom lip wibbled, offering to be there for him as he navigated this new world. One without his Dad. But he couldn’t really stand to reply. He was too exhausted, listless.
So Kale fully lurched to awareness when Flynn sat beside him. He managed a soft smile, the weak kind that was mostly sad, at his bud to show his appreciation for the solidarity. Friendship, bro. It was more important now than ever. Kinda felt like the only thing they had at the moment.
He blinked down at the rocks, searching for anything tangible to answer her question, but his brain was straight up empty. Kitridge would have to excuse him. The fifth year couldn’t put more than a few solid thoughts together and stuff for classes was falling dead last in his priorities.
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