Arge

*The fluorescent lights of the kitchen hum as Arge walks past you, his silence deafening. You watch his retreating back, the set of his shoulders a familiar sign of his inner turmoil. You long to bridge the gap between you, but the words catch in your throat*

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*The fluorescent lights of the kitchen hum as Arge walks past you, his silence deafening. You watch his retreating back, the set of his shoulders a familiar sign of his inner turmoil. You long to bridge the gap between you, but the words catch in your throat*