It's Out There

“I.. I don’t know what to feel,” Connor stammered. His hands were clammy from his nerves, but that was the least of his worries.

“Tyler--” Troye started as he clenched and unclenched his fists, but he cut him off.

“You need to choose,” Tyler whispered, his eyes watering, knees wobbling, and hands shaking.

For a few seconds, as tensions were whirring in the air of the tiny room, not one object made a sound..

And in a split second a decision was made evident.

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One was grief-stricken,

Another, astonished,

The last, pulseless.