( right! right. nene puts in her number immediately and shoots herself a message, before looking up between her own phone screen to shin rapidly, trying not to linger on the harm done to him, but- but- chewing her lip, she looks away and lets her hair fall to shield them both. so he doesn't have to see how she looks at him with such concern, and she doesn't have to try and parse together the size of the bruises.
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no. no she can't just wait about this. )
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