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| | ellie_fic: "Entrenched" [2] |
 | | Lance’s voice carries easily across the tent to where JC is pushed close against Justin’s excitedly nudging elbow by the press of strangers all around them, and the sound of it dominates the afternoon air, inflected with enthusiasm, steady with authority, tempered by intellectual stimuli that JC doesn’t even pretend to understand. |
 | | JC frowns at the flat tone to Chris’ voice, wonders how long the journey back to the airport will take with the minibus carrying just him and his bags, feels an odd flicker of something that he thinks might be disappointment go through him. |
 | | He can hear Justin’s voice behind him, calling him back, but JC doesn’t stop moving, needs to find somewhere to sit and think, to contemplate what it is that he’s going to do now. |
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