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"I'm sure I'll be suffering whether you try to make it better or not." Ben replied in his usual deadpan tone. The barest hint of a smile still rested in the corners of his mouth, subtly hinting that he might be anything other than miserable.
Which... he wasn't. Despite the fact that it looked like he was attending a dance he'd been otherwise avoiding.
"You, uh. You can wait in here, or outside if you want." He offered, awkwardness creeping right back up again. "Just don't leave my door open. I just need to go change. I guess."
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