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His skin still felt tight. The interaction with the runner, with Neil, had left a lingering, jittery friction under his fingernails. Andrew hated variables, and he hated being perceived. His mind was firing too fast, cataloging the scars, the fake eyes, the ginger roots. He needed something to dull the noise.
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A sort of meet-cute, which is not at all cute.
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