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@themusechronicles cont. from here.

“N-No.” Seth shook his head slightly, not even caring that Peter couldn’t see him. “No, you don’t have to send anyone. None of you would get here in time anyway.” Seth whispered, even though he knew that Peter could hear him as if he hadn’t. “Can you just… stay on the phone… with me? Talk to me, please? I- I like hearing your voice.”

Peter froze and set the pen down. “Seth, what happened?” He asked, worry clear in his voice. “I have contacts there who can get to you. Just tell me where you are.”

“I um… no, it’s okay. The only one I want here is you and it’ll be too late for that. I love you, you know.” Seth whispered. “Promise me something?”

“I can be there if you let me send someone.” Peter countered. “You have to hang on for me. Tell me that in person, okay?” He asked in a demanding voice, opening the system to track Seth’s phone. “I’ll promise you anything if you promise to tell me where you are so we can get to you.”

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