[Barry glances back over his shoulder, not seeing the guy he'd been heading toward. Which is probably good, because, uh.]
...I guess I, uh, yeah. Technically, yeah. But not, like...you know, not on purpose.
[The way she's touching him is really distracting. It shouldn't be, he knows it's all an act, but one of his hands has found her waist, and it's hard to step back. Hard to step back, hard not to lean in again—
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[Barry glances back over his shoulder, not seeing the guy he'd been heading toward. Which is probably good, because, uh.]
...I guess I, uh, yeah. Technically, yeah. But not, like...you know, not on purpose.
[The way she's touching him is really distracting. It shouldn't be, he knows it's all an act, but one of his hands has found her waist, and it's hard to step back. Hard to step back, hard not to lean in again—
God, focus, Barry.]
Sorry. I'm just a little on edge I guess.