Darker London

Ko hadn’t seen much of Dasha in the last fortnight. Not out of any effort on his part to avoid her, as one might be expected to avoid a person who kept punching you in the face. In fact it seemed like she was avoiding him. Perhaps she thought his vicious face kept attacking her poor fist.

He did seek her out once a few days after they’d last spoken, in order to walk past her in the corridor wearing her iPod. Yeah, he knew Lucine had asked him to look out for Dasha and he was, he would… there was just something irresistible about igniting that anger in her.

Childish, maybe. Unhelpful, definitely. But irresistible.

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