Chapter 6.5 - Running late

What meets the eye

We hurried to the location of the interview, soaked from head to toe. Fixing my appearance in the mirror, not that is made it any better, I clung onto my sketchbook in pure nervousness. L hugged me tight, falling droplets of rain catching the artificial light.

"I'll wait for you outside"

I nodded to him and walked in.

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