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"Martin!" A voice called out, strident, annoyed. "Martin? Martin, are you in here?"
Martin materialized in the stacks, attempted to un-rumple his jumper, and hurried out. "Yes?" He asked, trying not to sound like a ghost who hadn't spoken to a living soul in well over a month.
"Ah, there you are," the speaker said, holding out his hand.
Martin shook it, stifling his awed expression at the bony fingers, warm skin, too-tight grip. Human contact! He could have melted on the spot.Bookmarked by Pumpkibee3
06 Feb 2023

