[Free of the crowd, he straightens - and catches the glare. Disgusting. Self-centered. At least she isn't pouring kindness all over him like some kind of syrup he can't wash away.
His pale eyes are cold, but his tone is calm.]
My apologies. It's a bit distracting when a perfect stranger decides to pull your hair.
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His pale eyes are cold, but his tone is calm.]
My apologies. It's a bit distracting when a perfect stranger decides to pull your hair.