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Nate soon found himself cleaning the needle off. His expression turned a little sad, obviously something was bothering him.

I bit my lip, not wanting to ask him the question that was in my mind, but I couldn't bare it, so I instinctively asked him,"Nate, something wrong?"

He shook his head, but I knew that he was lying. Even though I didn't know him, I knew how to read his expressions.

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