"Oh yeah, constantly," he quips. "Forever." Proko lets go of the fence and starts walking along it, towards the opening. He lets his fingers run along the chainlink, a secret little smile on his face. It's ridiculous how much he likes Jiang; it's awful.
He doesn't want it to stop.
Proko slips through the gap in the fence and looks toward Jiang. "You coming?"
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Date: 2017-04-07 05:16 am (UTC)He doesn't want it to stop.
Proko slips through the gap in the fence and looks toward Jiang. "You coming?"