“I’m not bad at charades,” I say. “I’ve just never played with a bee before. Can you just…please help me?” He glitches again. Then, he’s man. For a split second, he is man, and he’s standing in front of me, and he might be naked, but we’re not focusing on that right now. “Kassandra,” he says—and the word gets caught up in a phantom breeze that drags it away, distant. “I have no time. I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.” Gripping my hand, he pulls me close. His breath hits my lips— But he vanishes before he can kiss me.
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