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connor stares after the excitable group as they depart together, feeling a slight pang strike his chest. it takes him a while later until he's finally able to discern what it actually is - loneliness.
'yooooo, carter ! we're going to the beach now !' eli calls suddenly from the door, surrounded by a few other members of the bigfoots.
carter grins one last time at connor, withdrawing his hand once more.
“see you at the tank, connor.”
with that, he returns to his friends, +
a little thoughtful hum. then, a click of his tongue, lifting his hand to clasp onto connor's shoulder.
“well. can’t have you putting all the effort in for our team. if none of the other otters sign up, i’ll fill the slot after you.”
“ah, and it’s all for charity, which is cool. you were volunteered by julian, right ~ ? . . . did he not sign up as well ?”
“what else are fridays for ?” he remarks casually, not a hint of judgement in his tone.
let connor think he's just a helpful guy, not someone trying to make a dig. he doesn't blame him; that's often the first assumption that people have with the vortex club.
recognising the stance well enough by now ( since connor seems to have quite the habit of drinking too much at the weekends ), carter throws an amused glance back at his friends.
but when he moves forward, it's without them at his side, throwing casually at him a packet of +
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“Oh, there's a lot of opportunities if you know when to take them. You know there's a lot of opportunities. If there aren't, you can make them.”
#LiSrp
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⠀
❛ 𝓲 turned around , there was
⠀ nothing there … yeah, 𝓲 guess
⠀ 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝓮𝒏𝒅 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. ❜
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