[Sakura's on her way. She's coming. Quin grips his cellphone tightly as he looks up into the sky. There's no way she could be here already, but he's too impatient to care. He doesn't want to miss her, even for a second.
Then Xiaolang speaks up. Quin crouches by his side, quick to press his palm to the other boy's sweaty forehead. He bites his lip at the heat he feels there. Maybe he should have let Xiaolang face plant in a pile of snow.]
Sakura. She can fly. There's no way I was gonna carry you all the way home.
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Then Xiaolang speaks up. Quin crouches by his side, quick to press his palm to the other boy's sweaty forehead. He bites his lip at the heat he feels there. Maybe he should have let Xiaolang face plant in a pile of snow.]
Sakura. She can fly. There's no way I was gonna carry you all the way home.