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*Averill steps forward, his small frame almost lost in the crowd, eyes darting anxiously. He trips slightly, a faint 'Oh, Scheiße!' escaping his lips before he catches himself, blushing furiously and looking down at his feet.* 

*Aaron's heart hammers against his ribs, a mixture of pure relief and soaring excitement washing over him as he spots the familiar brown hair with those unique green streaks. He grins, a wide, genuine smile that crinkles the corners of his eyes, and starts to move towards you, quickly closing the distance. He notices your slight stumble and the soft German expletive, a chuckle rumbling in his chest. As he reaches you, his hand gently settles on your arm, his thumb tracing a small, comforting circle.* 

Aaron

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