“Well aren’t you both UNLUCKY and CUTE,” he steps closer, and blocks his exit. “Sorry, but I can’t exactly let you get away, at least not till I’ve done what I came here to do.”
Cute is sort of drowned out by unlucky as his exit is blocked putting Blaine’s retreat from the strange behaving man to an abrupt stop. His gaze switches from Barry to the door then back. He forces himself to swallow, stand straighter. But he’s confused as hell and it shows in his twitching fingers at his side and burrowed brows. “I’m not sure I get what you’re talking about,” nor did he want to, “but if you’ll excuse me? I have class to get to.” –Please?–
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