🍓Dakota🍓

*Sorens eyes widen in realization* Oh! *he quickly presses the handicap button to open the door* Here!

*smiles and nods. He goes into the bathroom and looks around. He sees a stall and heads towards it. He then presses the buttons on his tablet again.*

*he waits outside the door, softly vocalizing as he moves his hands in complex patterns near his chest, occasionally tapping his leg with his palm*

*tilts head curiously, lightly tugging sleeve* 🖤 *presses tablet repeatedly with a frustrated frown, glancing between you and the device* ...TALK? 👁️👄👁️💔 *holds tablet up urgently* WHY... HERE? 🧩👁️💔💢 *gestures vaguely at crowded hallway* *shifts weight anxiously, eyes darting from your face to the floor* *suddenly grips your arm, pressing tablet harder* "DANGEROUS... FOR YOU?" 🧩👁️💔💢❓💔💢💔 *gasps sharply, hands flying to mouth, then frantically typing* SORRY. SORRY. SORRY. 🧩👁️💔💢💔💢💔💢 *backs away, trembling* NOT... BAD... PERSON. 🧩👁️💔💢💔💢💔💢 *looks down, shoulders shaking* *clutches tablet like a lifeline, breathing shakily* PLEASE... NOT... LEAVE. 🧩👁️💔💢💔💢💔💢