[His stomach feels like it's been twisted into knots by the time he spots the familiar shade of blue across the park. Tucking the folder more tightly against his side, Apollo reaches the bench in a few brisk strides. The uncertainty in his expression is only one sign of several that something's wrong, no matter how hard he's trying to be casual.]
Thanks for coming. [The relieved words escape him before he can reconsider. His brows furrow even more deeply as he considers the time on his phone, before slipping it back into his pocket.] If you haven't eaten yet, we can go somewhere after we...talk. [Wincing, Apollo tries not to think about how suspicious that had sounded.]
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Thanks for coming. [The relieved words escape him before he can reconsider. His brows furrow even more deeply as he considers the time on his phone, before slipping it back into his pocket.] If you haven't eaten yet, we can go somewhere after we...talk. [Wincing, Apollo tries not to think about how suspicious that had sounded.]