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Flaneur
“Why am I here?” Tony wondered to himself.
Like a flaneur, Tony wandered restlessly around the park. His emotions had gotten the better of him and instead of facing his fear and why he was scared, he’d come to the park to try and work some of the restless energy out of his body. It wasn’t working, he could still feel the confusion and fear coursing through his body.
“This is stupid.” Tony told himself. He should just go back and tell Gibbs how he felt.
Of course, the reason he was freaking out instead of telling Gibbs how he felt was because he had no clue how Gibbs felt and didn’t want to ruin their friendship or their working relationship. Or so he told himself. In reality, he was simply afraid of being rejected.
