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Avery Duffield ([info]phantomtruth) wrote in [info]nevermore_logs,
Avery watched silently, forgetting his own pastry as Apollo came back in and closed the door behind him. The woman walked as if her feet pained her, hanging onto Apollo’s arm, not acknowledging there was anyone else in the room. Her eyes were weirdly pale too. She meekly took the pastry she was offered, and delicately tore a corner of it off to nibble on.

Quickly, Avery looked away, realising he was staring and feeling terribly awkward about it. Looking down at his own pastry, he felt his appetite deserting him, his mind buzzing with curiosity over this whole situation.

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