Where the hell is fucking mark

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ethan raced around the house

"MARK WHERE ARE YOU!!1!!!! WHERE ART THOUGqozfhulfw

eventually he went outside to the concrete patio and found mark sitting there sombrely clipping his toenails. 🧍‍♂️

"hey dude" ethan spoke. "are you- okay? you kinda ran off..."

mark looked up as he flicked a toenail into the storm drain.

"oh, hey,,,," mark hesitated to speak. " i'm- im sorry, ethan. i should've told you what was going on."

"hey man, it's okay. just,, are you doing alright? you didn't seem very well earlier and i get if you need space i just wanted to check in,,," ethan crouched down and gave mark a light tap on his shoulder, just so mark could know he was there. "alright, i'll leave you alone, let me know if you want to talk.." ethan turned away from him back towards the house.

"wait-" mark suddenly turned around. but he was already gone.

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