AN~~ apologies for the late update, editing took longer than usual. Enjoy
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Clad
Harley coughs, choking on her water. She sputters, and I don't move to help her this time. Why? Because while she struggled with that small amount, she managed to spit the rest on me. My face drips with warm liquid.
Calmly, I reach for the nearest napkin and start wiping my face, my expression unreadable.
"Oh, I am so sorry." Harley's voice rushes out after she recovers, guilt and embarrassment laced into every syllable. She grabs a handful of napkins and holds them out for me to take. I ignore them and instead, pull a fresh one from the neatly packed pile in the center of the table.
Why did you do that Clad? I groan internally.
Her hand lowers, her fingers curling slightly before she recovers, swift and seamless. If I hadn't been watching her so closely, I wouldn't have noticed the flicker of hesitation in her eyes.
