Glitch looks up from where he was seated, already on his feet. "Wyatt?!" He runs, hand steadying the hat on his head, diaries dropped and papers scattered as he flings himself forward into Wyatt's arms, kissing him deep and hard as he hits him and not caring if they go over.
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The he pauses.
Glitch looks up from where he was seated, already on his feet. "Wyatt?!" He runs, hand steadying the hat on his head, diaries dropped and papers scattered as he flings himself forward into Wyatt's arms, kissing him deep and hard as he hits him and not caring if they go over.