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But still, trying to think or at least make a simple becoming of my situation seemed impossible. After about 30 minutes of me standing, pacing, and sitting around trying to explain what has happened to me, the door quietly opened and Agastya popped his head in.
"Varnika?" He scanned the room, taking in the monstrous mess, his dark hair slightly swishing. Then his eyes landed on me standing to the side of the doorway about four feet from him. I don't know how he didn't see me as soon as he opened the door.
He closed the door and came over to me. Ermagawsh, his smell. "Oh, Varnika. I didn't know where you went. You were gone for about a half hour, I started to think you ditched me here."
Oh, Agastya, I could never ditch you.
"Really?" His eyes got bigger in shock as he looked at me. Ugh! I was doing good with not saying my thoughts out loud too!
"I-d-uh, hmm?" I was blinking and stammering. This is so making me look like a loser.
His smirk started to come back. "It's okay, Varnika. I know you like me." He emphasized the word 'like', as if he was teasing me as he took some steps closer, if that's even possible.
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