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[after this]
Wes spent most of the rest of his shift staring at the door, managing a vague smile when he had to serve someone. He left a little earlier than usual, too, because if he didn't stop staring at the door, he was probably going to shoot it ... or walk through it.
Now, he's slowly walking to his room and trying to work out what, exactly, just happened. And how he's supposed to fix it.
It's only when he gets to his door that he remembers Inyri's probably there. He stops with his hand on the door handle, blinks -- then walks in and closes the door behind him.
He leans back against it and closes his eyes, not even looking at the room.
Wes spent most of the rest of his shift staring at the door, managing a vague smile when he had to serve someone. He left a little earlier than usual, too, because if he didn't stop staring at the door, he was probably going to shoot it ... or walk through it.
Now, he's slowly walking to his room and trying to work out what, exactly, just happened. And how he's supposed to fix it.
It's only when he gets to his door that he remembers Inyri's probably there. He stops with his hand on the door handle, blinks -- then walks in and closes the door behind him.
He leans back against it and closes his eyes, not even looking at the room.