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"I love you." Were the last words that Dirk had said to you last night, during an awkward silence as you stood outside with your hands in your pockets. The cold brushed across your face as he went quiet, and in your sense of panic, you said nothing. You remember the look of uneasiness and regret that crossed his face when you turned away and reentered the apartment, his form standing there as you left.

. . .

Morning came, and you walked into the bathroom to see him brushing his teeth. He glanced to you, before his eyes darted away.

"..Good morning."

He uttered, almost shamefully as he spat his toothpaste into the sink.