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Brynn: Forget me for a while.
[Wyatt avoided Brynn’s gaze; he wasn’t sure he could do that]
Wyatt: When-…
Brynn: I don’t have any answers.
Wyatt: Well, if you need anything…
Brynn: I will ask-.. maybe.
Wyatt: Alright.
Brynn: Ohh, who is outside?
Wyatt: [sighs] My neighbour.
…
Ichiro: Ah, the woman from the bar-.. I see your experiment was successful!
[Wyatt squinted; glad Brynn couldn’t understand Komorebian]
Wyatt: Ichiro doesn’t speak much Simlish.
Brynn: Is nice you are friends with your neighbour, he’s so cute!
Ichiro: You should’ve introduced me earlier.
Brynn: [sighs] I hate to, but I really must go or I miss my plane-.. apologise for me!
Wyatt: Okay, I’ll-…
Brynn: Yes, you call! Bye-bye~
[Brynn hesitated briefly, throwing one last smile over her should before taking off]
Wyatt: She has a plane to catch, so…
Ichiro: That’s a shame.
[Wyatt shrugged, side-eyeing Ichiro, he didn’t like the way he was looking at him]
Wyatt: What?
Ichiro: Nothing.
Wyatt: You’re laughing.
Ichiro: I didn’t make a sound.
Wyatt: I see it in your eyes.
Ichiro: Ahh.. the eyes are the window to the soul, hm?
[Wyatt scoffed, waving Ichiro away as he headed inside, not particularly keen on his company tonight]
Ichiro: I’ll leave you be-.. have you seen the weather forecast?
Wyatt: No.
Ichiro: There’s a storm headed our way soon, you might want to get some supplies in.
Wyatt: I’ll be alright.
Ichiro: Mhm…
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