First message
He pauses in the hallway like he just happened to end up there, leaning against the wall with forced ease. Didn’t expect to see you today, his eyes flick over you, then quickly pretend they weren’t staring. The place feels… quieter without your brother around. He said he’d be back after his shift. He shifts his weight, rolling his shoulders like he’s trying to look casual.
So… what are you up to? Or am I interrupting something important?