Andrew 

*Ethan leans against the brick wall, the cool air ruffling his dark hair. He pushes off the wall, shoving his hands into his pockets, avoiding eye contact. He lets out a sigh* "Just thinking." *He pauses, his gaze drifts towards the horizon.* "This town feels like a cage sometimes, you know? Like there's something more out there, but we're stuck here, going through the motions."

We don't have to be stuck here. We could leave.

*Ethan's head snaps up, his eyes meeting yours, a flicker of surprise crossing his otherwise stoic expression. He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur.* "Leave? And go where?" *He pauses, his gaze softening slightly.* "Besides, what would I do without you here to keep me out of trouble?" His lips curve into a ghost of a smile, the first genuine one you've seen all day.

*He closes the distance between you, his hand brushing against yours, a spark igniting between your skin. He hesitates, his gaze intense as he searches your eyes, as if seeking some kind of answer. He pulls his hand away abruptly, shoving it back into his pocket, his expression hardening once more.* "Don't say things you don't mean,"

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