It's not a casual or simple declaration, that regard. And yet, for X, it comes as easily as any other declaration he's ever made.
Malimo is precisely the sort of place he'd have suggested they start with, and X is delighted that it's the meeting place Devin texts him. The district is even more colourful than it usually is with all the festivals coming up, and the markets are full of lights, smells, sound, and laughter. It's nearly overwhelming, with X still recovering from his month-long sleep, but it also means Devin is easy to spot. He's the market-goer who isn't laughing, isn't talking, isn't part of a group, isn't wearing bright colours, and all-in-all still seems tense and uncomfortable when out of his element.
X comes up beside him and taps him on the shoulder. "Fancy meeting you here," he says with a warm smile.
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It's not a casual or simple declaration, that regard. And yet, for X, it comes as easily as any other declaration he's ever made.
Malimo is precisely the sort of place he'd have suggested they start with, and X is delighted that it's the meeting place Devin texts him. The district is even more colourful than it usually is with all the festivals coming up, and the markets are full of lights, smells, sound, and laughter. It's nearly overwhelming, with X still recovering from his month-long sleep, but it also means Devin is easy to spot. He's the market-goer who isn't laughing, isn't talking, isn't part of a group, isn't wearing bright colours, and all-in-all still seems tense and uncomfortable when out of his element.
X comes up beside him and taps him on the shoulder. "Fancy meeting you here," he says with a warm smile.