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"poor kamil like OH GOD ETHICS. ETHICS AND PROBLEMS. ALSO MY DICK. ETHICS AND PROBLEMS AND MY DICK"
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"Oh my god, I have totally restructured society. What the hell do, like, astronauts do. What do surgeons do. Do people take a break in the middle of open heart surgery to jerk off."

The look of existential horror pairs oddly with the dick still hanging out of his pants.

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"...never really thought about it. But, like, they've got to take a break to piss anyway, right?"

He pats Camillo's hand and, after a second of thought, puts his own pants all the way back on.

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"What do marathoners do. Are women just better at everything because they don't have to interrupt themselves all the time. What have I done."

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"Girls need to get off too!" he says, automatically.

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"Okay but they don't, like! Get backed up! There's no -- ew, I don't want to think about this, dude."

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"That one was one hundred percent on you."

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"This is all on me! Everything is on me! I'm not ready to be Spiderman!"

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"Okay. I am pretty sure this is not yet a Spiderman situation. Take a breath."

There is just enough room to squeeze onto the bench next to him.

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He immediately flops against Z, head on his shoulder.

"I did time travel rape."

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"You didn't do time travel rape, come on."

He puts his arm around him, as securely as he can.

"You didn't even know you — did magic, then, right?"

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"...I guess."

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"So you wrote something dumb in a notebook and then some bad shit happened. And then you fixed it."

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"I fixed it four days later."

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"...does that matter if it's time travel?"

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"I don't know," he says, staring off into the middle distance. "Maybe? Maybe I murder the entire population of Earth every time I write in that book? Oh god I'm not Spiderman I'm a supervillain."

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"—okay, no more thinking. Deep breathing only."

He squeezes him a little tighter.

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"Bossy," Camillo mutters, but he buries his face in Z's floppy hair and takes deep breaths of reassuring friend-smell.

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He just squeezes him and pets him for a little while. Poor guy has had a day.

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"...it'd probably freak you out worse to cut class, huh," he says, a little resigned.

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"What if I miss something important."

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He ruffles his hair with his fingers.

"I'm gonna miss something important either way," he says, cheerfully.

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"Haven't figured out how to make a school rule against that yet."

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"You can't stop me. I'm way too powerful."

He tucks Camillo's dick back into his pants.

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"The most powerful."

He zips up his pants.

"...okay, before we go back to class. You have to tell me one thing."

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"—yeah?"

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