↳ helpful ↰:

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℘              “No problem, we’re headed this way then.” Nodding to the sign in front of them Noah gestured for the other male to follow him down in that direction. “Oh I’m Noah by the way. It’s nice to meet you.” The bartender was pretty friendly and he did not seem to mind having to assist the other either.

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↳ ❂ ↰  Kaeto released his grip on the other’s sleeve as soon as he was given direction, nodding to acknowledge the words. “I’m Kaeto,” he introduced in turn. “The pleasure is mine, trust me.” Considering his distaste for being lost and relying on others, he’d be glad to get it over with as soon as possible. Once he got on the train, he could get his bearings.


↳ thank god ↰:

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℘        “Ahh I see.” Noah’s gaze flicked from the the board where the train times flickered on and off then back to the male. “I’m actually getting a train to the other side of town for work if you’d like to accompany me? It’s a pretty simple journey.” He did not mind helping others and hey, it was a bonus if he could do it while he was on his way to work.

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↳ ❂ ↰  This guy had to be an angel sent from above or something. Kaeto nodded at the suggestion, perhaps a bit too eagerly. It seemed a bit too convenient that they were going to the same place, but not that many cities had metro systems too extensive, so route options were somewhat limited. Maybe he could find a bus next time. “Yes, yes, that’d be nice, thank you.”


↳ save me ↰:

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℘        “Hm?” Noah had been making his way to work, headphones in as he headed towards the platforms when some stranger yanked him by the sleeve of his shirt. Slipping his headphones off and hooking them round his neck, Noah peered at the stranger with a vaguely surprised expression. “Uh, yeah sure. What’s the problem?” He had plenty of free time anyway before he would get to work, so the bartender didn’t mind helping out the other male. 

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↳ ❂ ↰  There were a lot of problems, but one was more pressing than others. “I’ve never used this train thing before,” he explained. Why did it make him so nervous? Because it was so new to him? Either way, he’d yet to release the man’s sleeve. “I’m trying to get to the other end of town. Like, right across from where we are now. Is there a direct route or am I completely screwed?” What a positive outlook on the situation he had. He could die down there and no one would help him.


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↳ ❂ ↰  The first time the teen decided to take public transport back to the facility rather than just run, he realised he had no idea what to do. There were too many people and too many different maps, and while he’d managed to pay for a ticket, he found himself dumbstruck the second he wandered down to the train platforms. A shaky hand reached out to grab the sleeve of the next person who walked by him. “Hey buddy, can you help me out a bit?”


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