[ the words die in his throat at the sight of the scene before him. surge, straddling espio, discarded clothes, and for a moment, he's dumbstruck. give him another moment, and his attention turns to espio. his gaze feels hollow, not really resting on the other so much as looking through him, but in that last moment...
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Surge? I just got back, um, do you...
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[ the words die in his throat at the sight of the scene before him. surge, straddling espio, discarded clothes, and for a moment, he's dumbstruck. give him another moment, and his attention turns to espio. his gaze feels hollow, not really resting on the other so much as looking through him, but in that last moment...
creeeeaaaak. click. the door is shut again. ]