“Watch out!” A voice shouts from in front of us, cutting me off, and I notice the way Fitz’s eyes widen in panic, but I barely have time to react when I see what he’s staring at and find that some guy is literally barrelling towards me on his bike. He’s practically a second away from hitting me, but just before he can, I feel hands on my waist, tugging me sharply to the side and out of the guy’s way. “Sorry!” He calls over his shoulder once he’s passed, but my breaths are coming out in too fast bursts from the momentary panic for me to say anything to him in response. I don’t have to, though,
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