In that moment, Mitch stared down at Avi’s empty hand and how it hung limply at his side. And for a fleeting instance, he considered taking it into his own, as a way of conveying that neither of them were alone and that the madness was mutual. He’d give a reassuring squeeze then let go, and that’d be the extent of it. But mention of Charlie’s name and the past tense used -things were bad, which meant that they were probably fine now- made him so acutely aware that it wasn’t his place for such measures of affection.

Another reminder that there was no need to stick the fork in the electrical socket again. Stay the course, he reminded himself, so he resisted the urge and did nothing.

Interpersonal Chemistry

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