Demonic Gradient Paint: I Don’t Have Much Time, Tell Me Everything Quickly

I see reflections of curiosity and longing in your eyes; sit down, right here. Answer my questions before the coffee I ordered for you arrives. We need to make the absolute most of every gap. You know as well as I do that neither of us has much time to spare, and because I knew that, I came as fast as I could. On the way, without even stopping to greet the familiar faces I ran into, I asked how they were doing while continuing to walk and drift further away from them.

I can tell how heavy the traffic was on the road you took just from the sweat on your forehead. Here, wipe your face with this napkin—I can't let you go downstairs to wash your face. In the time you'd lose down there, you could tell me so much more. Is your chair comfortable? I fluffed the cushion underneath before you arrived, and I swapped out the previous chair because one of its legs was short and wobbly. That way, not even the click of a chair leg can break our focus now.

Take a sip of your coffee, though you can also wait for it to cool down; after all, by the time our time is up, it will have gone cold anyway, and you can drink it all in one gulp before getting up. I'm glad you're leaving all the time management to me, but while I was thinking through all of this, I missed what you were saying—when can we pull off our next meetup?

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