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“Hold the elevator,” Barry's arm shot out as he heard his captain. In building, he was captain. Outside, he was David.
“Mr. Allen,” Singh said with a nod.
Barry tried not to smile, “Captain.”
They stood in silence, neither wanting to upset the routine. Side by side, arms just shy of brushing, they walked out of the building. The sun had set and the full moon was bright, the sky clear. It would be romantic if this was something else.
David gave Barry a half-smile, “Do you have plans for tonight?”
“No,” Barry said, finally smiling, “want to come over?”
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