[he withdraws when ivor's head turns his way, hiding from him. it's true, he is afraid. afraid of the rejection that he knows he deserves, afraid that ivor might have a reason to be afraid after all.
but he eventually pushes himself forward, coming to sit down beside him. another moment and he scoots closer. he buries his face in his phone for a moment before holding it up.]
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but he eventually pushes himself forward, coming to sit down beside him. another moment and he scoots closer. he buries his face in his phone for a moment before holding it up.]
Try not to get any sand in your underwear.