I suppose it'd be difficult to hide from someone like y . . .
[His easygoing smile freezes in place as he stops abruptly. For a moment he stares at nothing. Then the glass slips out from his hand and he stumbles back one step, back colliding against the counter.]
no subject
[He takes a sip of water.]
I suppose it'd be difficult to hide from someone like y . . .
[His easygoing smile freezes in place as he stops abruptly. For a moment he stares at nothing. Then the glass slips out from his hand and he stumbles back one step, back colliding against the counter.]