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Didn't you ever hear you aren't supposed to text and walk at the same time, something about it being dangerous and all that jazz?" Watching Aoni out of the corner of his eyes, Damien said with a smirk.
"Speak for yourself, Mr.Look at me I'm soooo cool walking with my hands behind my head without a care in the world. I'll have you know I needed to message my Mom my new number along with letting her know I made it back in one piece."
"Pretty sure the Bureau already did that; honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if she's already seen your scores, too," Contrary to what he expected to see when Aoni looked at Damien, he found the young man to be wearing a rueful expression.
'There's more to his story than I know, but it's not my place to ask,' thinking that, he began steering the conversation away from family.