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He shrugged and followed you in, taking a seat at the table, which was covered in scattered paper. Opening your eyes, you jumped when you saw Ryan there.
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You heard heavy footsteps coming, and the door opened to reveal none other than Ryan. He passed one door, opening the one in the middle, on the left. The one to the left is Heather’s, the right is Sergey’s. He held out a hand to help you up, and you gladly took it. You blushed slightly and said, “Only when I go down the stairs empty-handed.” “What? “Hm…” “W-Well, when I was younger, all this stuff would happen and my parents ignored it, and pretended I was crazy or schizophrenic or something.” You explained, “I never could get answers and now I have the chance to.” “We’ll talk later.” Ryan said as Heather’s voice drifted down the hall. ” She asked, her sentences running together in her excitement. “Haha very funny.” Heather said, punching him lightly.
That one’s mine.” He said, pointing to the one across form yours. As you got off the last step, he asked, “Are you okay? I hit my head off the wall and cracked my elbow, but it’s nothing new.” You sighed, wincing as you bent and unbent your elbow. ” “I’ll explain later.” You mumbled, walking into the kitchen. “Uh, I’m good, I got here about fifteen minutes ago, and no.” You smiled. He pretended to pout, and the proceeded to mock fight. You yawned, and felt someone’s presence next to you.