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Mark takes the stairs down and gets back in his car. He holds the steering wheel like an anchor, white knuckled. The second he settles down the thoughts start popping into his mind, flashing behind his eyelids like a movie.
It had taken him a second to recognize what he was seeing. It was obvious, but it also didn’t process for several seconds. He just… didn’t expect it. Why the fuck would he? Who expects to walk in on their friends fucking?