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he walks us over to another room and then lowers me carefully onto a bed, pulling up blankets and tucking them around me as he brushes his lips against my forehead.
Atlas grins at me, ignoring the presence of the others as though they’re all beneath him, and he lifts the blankets and tucks me back into the bed beside him. His arm comes up and around me as if I was made to be molded against him.
They both make some kind of noise in agreement, that total boy way of agreeing without actually saying they do,
“I feel like we’re at a wake, except it’s just our wills to live that are dead,”
Say goodbye to Shore and tell him we’re never coming back because he’s a sadist.”
I find Kieran outside of the room and he curses under his breath at the sight of me. “Never a dull fucking minute with you around, is there?”
“Get out of my head, I’m allowed to be a dramatic bitch in a crisis if I want to be!”
Gryphon had stood guard over me, watching my every move as though he thought I was going to hang myself from the shower if he turned his back, and when one of the maids knocked on the door with a small bag from the pharmacy, he’d answered it fully dressed and with a handgun pointed at her. It was a little extreme.
“One day. I would like one fucking day without having to run damage control. Tell all three of them to quit making my life harder and get back here
North huffs at us both, like it’s incredibly insulting for the two of us to be protecting him like this,
I’m woken up by Gryphon’s hand stroking over my cheek, his face close to mine as he murmurs quietly to me, “Wake up and kiss me goodbye,
“If you’re a Techno, you can manipulate it, right? You can stop it from blowing my brains out if I take it out… right?” “Blow your brains out?! What the fuck are you talking about?” Gabe shouts, and I glance up to see him looking very green. “That’s what they told me when they put it in. They said it would trigger a small explosion, just enough to kill me, if I tried to take it out.” “I’m going to fucking puke,” Gabe says, as he pushes away from the table, grabbing his phone out, probably to call North and chew him out.