<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">Alexi blinked as he was let back to the ground, watching his boyfriend’s face carefully.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6"> “Whats wrong?” </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">he asked, suddenly worried that he’d done something. </span><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d"><br/>
&lt;sorry. I was trying not to interrupt…&gt;</span></i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Alya immediately felt bad when something seemed to interrupt their kiss, assuming that her aggravation had bleed through.</span><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6"><br/>
&lt;no. It wasn’t you… he’s… something’s off.&gt;</span><br/>
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&lt;sounds like someone had a bad day at work…&gt;</span></i>