[aw] all the right places

[Trent]

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Trent felt like a complete idiot as he just stood there and stared at the ground, away from Sebastian. He felt like he needed to do something, or say something, but in the end he didn't manage anything. Trent wanted to be witty and smart, but he wasn't anything right now. Disappointed in himself, Trent felt relief when Sebastian stopped staring at him and departed. The coywolf looked at the male as he started to put on his jeans, just staring; now that Sebastian was no longer right in front of him, Trent felt a little bit more courageous. He wondered what could've been, and again cursed himself for his stupidity and cowardice. But however much he hated it, Trent couldn't change it right then, a frightened pup in a new location with no connections. Sebastian's living place was disclosed, and after a short moment of hesitance Trent nodded. Uhm, thank you. I'll visit. He hadn't a clue where Halifax city was just yet, but it didn't occur to the nervous coywolf to ask in that moment, unfortunately. Thanks again. Trent had certainly gained a lot of information today, and he bowed his head stiffly as he watched Sebastian, who was probably about to leave.

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