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3) “I’ll come back for you, okay? Just hang tight.”
Thanks for the prompt, anon #8! ❤💕 sorry this is going to be short 😢
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When Can wakes up, his neck feels like it’ll never get back into the right position again, the lights are out, and he’s alone in the library.
For once, he wanted to study while Tin attented his evening classes in some advanced course for whatever the hell IC students do, and of course he forgot that today the library closes earlier than usual because of some meeting or other, he didn’t pay much attention to the sign plastered at the entrance. He wanted to show Tin he could be a good student too.
For a moment, he panics. He’s alone in the building, it’s past ten pm, nobody knows where he is and he will starve to death by the time the library opens again in the morning. He’s never studying again, proud Tin be damned.
His phone lights up, and he slaps himself. “Idiot! You have a phone. Call the police to come get you.”
He has ten texts from Tin, increasingly worried, asking where he is and why doesn’t he answer Tin’s texts? Is he mad? Did something happen? He almost reaches the last one when Tin calls.
“Ai Tin!” he greets, but Tin cuts him short.
“Don’t ’‘Ai Tin” me! Why aren’t you answering? Where are you? I called your sister, I know you aren’t home, tell me right-“
’’Tiiiin, stop,” Can interrupts. “I fell asleep at the library and now I’m locked up inside.”
“What,” Tin says flatly. A pause, and then, “I’ll come back for you, okay? Just hang tight.”
“Hang tight? Where do you think I’m going?? I am trapped forever inside this evil lair, come save me Tin, please. I am so hungry, do you think anyone will notice if I eat a page or two? It’s cellulose, right, like in salads and stuff?”
Tin hangs up.
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