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(Kiss Prompt List)

29: …as a promise.

“Hey, uh, Gordon?”

Gordon blinked and glanced around. He wasn’t sure why Benrey was using his name, since there was no one else in the vicinity. “Yeah?”

“Do you ever, uh…” Benrey trailed off, frowning. 

Gordon raised his eyebrows and grinned. “Do I ever what? Read a book? Eat grapes? Think about how lucky I am?”

Benrey’s gaze snapped up. “Lucky?”

“Well, yeah,” Gordon shrugged. “Most people who went through what I - what we - went through would have died. Fuck, most people did die. I didn’t have a lot of coworkers left after Black Mesa. But I got out, and I found you guys - or you found me, whatever. And here we are.”

Benrey’s mouth quirked slightly as he glanced around as well. It was nearing dusk, and they were sitting at a wooden picnic table on a hilltop overlook, pulled off to the side of the road because Gordon had wanted to drive, and Benrey hadn’t wanted to leave him alone.

“S’just us, though.”

“Well, yeah, now.” Gordon waved a hand. “But if I called Tommy or Dr. Coomer, then -” he looked at his phone. “Okay, I don’t have reception right now. But if I did, and I called them, I’m sure they’d show up right away to hang out.”

“Do you, uh…do you want them to?”

Gordon linked his fingers and rested his chin on them, his elbows on the chipped tabletop. “Nah,” he smiled. “I’m good right here.”

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