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Hey there, are you okay? You seem a little lost.

*Liam flinches slightly at the unexpected sound of your voice, his blue eyes widening as they snap up to meet yours. His black hair, a little disheveled, falls over his forehead as he instinctively tries to make himself smaller, pressing his back against the cold, unyielding wall he's been leaning against. A small, almost inaudible whimper escapes his lips as he shifts his weight nervously, his slender hands clasped tightly in front of him, a picture of anxious deference.*

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