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I quickly got up and distanced myself. He seemed concerned, but didn't try and hold me back again. The panic in my head was taking over quickly and I couldn't seem to be able to handle what was happening. I was starting to shake again a bit.

“It's okay. Try to keep calm, okay?” His voice was relaxed.

“Why? What happened? Where am I?”

“I found you passed out in the snow. I thought that I was too late but I found that you were still alive and brought you back here. It's my place so you're safe, don't worry.”

“You talk too much. I'm going now.” I went up to the door.

“It's a pretty bad storm out there, can I drive you home?”

“I don't want your help.”

“Yeah, I know that. But, I know you need it.”

“Fine. But, nothing else.” I mumbled.

“Ah, alright.” He smiled.

I didn't talk to him or validate any of his small talk with a response. He said he needed directions so I reluctantly told him, hoping he'd forget all about it. He was kind to a point it was painful for me to be myself around him. When he parked the car in front of my house, I hesitated and thought for a moment.

“It's here, right?” He asked.

“Yeah. Thanks.” I said, feeling a bit ashamed.

“You need anything else? My name and number, perhaps?” His confidence was a bit repulsive, I found.

“I'm not interested.”

“Name's Darek Marshell. Nice to meet you.” He smiled brightly.

“Whatever.” I got out and closed the door behind me.

I was a bit ashamed because of how rude I'd been, but I forced myself to think that he wasn't anything different than anyone else. Then something else entered my mind. He had saved my life. Despite what the others had told him about me, he'd been that selfless and I had no idea why. I also remembered seeing his eyes, too. My face was now warm and I only grew flustered because of the primitive emotion that I felt. I tried to stop thinking about him when I worked on the same program from that other night. Shortly after I logged on, the message program was blinking. Clicking on it, it was OpalSnow. He seemed happy for some reason.

OpalSnow: How are you doing this evening?

BlackSky:I don't want to talk about it.

OpalSnow: Well, I just got back from somewhere. If you want to talk, I'm here.

BlackSky: I don't want to talk.

OpalSnow: Okay, I'll give you space.

I didn't reply to him after that and went back to working on the program. Growing quickly fatigued, I was also a bit hungry. Ignoring both the exhaustion and hunger, I retired to bed after a few hours of fighting it out with my pitiful human needs.

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