Growing Tired
The mood shifted. Laughter had dried up. People stood awkwardly, unsure of what to do. Some muttered angrily, complaining about wasted time. “He’s just trying to be dramatic,” one woman scoffed. Still, Dwayne didn’t move. He wasn’t doing it for attention. He didn’t seem to hear them. He stood frozen, eyes locked on the silent guard standing inches away.
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