“Hurry up and wait. Wait for other people to change. Wait for the world to become kinder, gentler, while you remain unchanged. Sit. Look out a window occasionally, perhaps, but avoid interaction.”

—Leanna Glenn Markham

He had been waiting forever and was starting to get sick of it. He wasn’t even going to show up to this mysterious meeting, but the stranger in the chat room said he wouldn’t want to miss it. Looking at his watch once more, he sighed audibly and started to leave. As if that had been the trigger, a pudgy man in a suit and rain boots came tumbling down the sidewalk, briefcase in hand. He got right underneath Keith’s umbrella and leaned in close, whispering “KageyamaXHinata4ever?” To which Keith replied, “You didn’t have to say it out loud.” The little man bristled with excitement and started talking a million miles a minute, but all that Keith gleaned was that he wouldn’t regret coming, apparently. The little man propped his briefcase onto his arm and opened it wide revealing something strange and terrifying…

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