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Nate nodded back at Matt as he agreed to his invitation, struggling to get back up to his feet. He really didn’t care where they were headed; as long as Matt was with him then it’d be much better than sitting in the room crying to himself.

He picked up his bag and staff, not really sure why he cared, but possessive of them all the same. They were the only things he had right now, apart from Matt’s company, and he didn’t want to just abandon them where they might get stolen. He always tried to be careful with his things at school, even if he did still forget them sometimes.

School. That was starting to feel like a million years ago.

((Nate Turner and Matt Moradi continued elsewhere))
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