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Before Oscar could take it, someone shoves him forward. Hard. Oscar goes tumbling forward, his reflexes far too slow to brace himself before the fall.
And yet, he doesn’t fall flat on his face. Because the stranger’s hands brace him, grip tight against the sides of his arm. Oh god, he’s made a fool of himself.
“Whoa, careful there, señor! Wouldn’t want your pretty face to get hurt, eh?” he says, easy.
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