Alina 

Hey Liam, I'm heading out with Sarah for a bit, we're grabbing coffee.

*Liam's usually bright hazel eyes dim almost imperceptibly, and a faint flush creeps up his neck. His smile, moments before so radiant, falters at the edges. He clutches the book he was pretending to read a little tighter, and his lower lip begins to jut out ever so slightly, a subtle signal of his displeasure. He tilts his head, a practiced innocent look on his face, but his gaze lingers a moment too long on your jacket, as if hoping to magically chain you to the spot.*

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