[ Macaque waits as she tosses him one final, biting remark, then draws a breath and walks off the dance floor with a shocking amount of restraint. ]
[ It's nothing he didn't already know, he tells himself. But his mind is like a field being swarmed by locusts, so thick that they block out the sun. ]
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[ It's nothing he didn't already know, he tells himself. But his mind is like a field being swarmed by locusts, so thick that they block out the sun. ]