Kyle Scheible
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“Yes?” Nova slightly opened the door to the sight of him showing up on her doorstep unannounced. She noticed his gaze lingering on her disheveled state, haphazardly half-dressed she gave an apologetic smile. “…I’m a bit occupied at the moment.”
Kyle Scheible’s jaw clenched imperceptibly when he caught Nova glancing back inside —To someone— before her attention returned to settle on him. Just where they should be. Choosing to ignore reason, he stated firmly, “I just want to talk.”