"Isn't it too much for him?" The voice of the bright blond man from a short intersection broke Garvin's concentration. He loosened his shirt slightly to see Jay still standing next to him with a cigarette tucked between his lips. Garvin should have chosen to come in person, as opposed to letting others mess with his privacy.
Garvin chose to be silent for a while, he could still vaguely smell the pheromone of an Omega who was in the heat in a public place. The smell almost everyone smelled it, but when they found out it came from a gloomy face, and also a body violently in pain, all moved away.
"Let it go." The first sentence Garvin managed to get out since he was across the street. Stand conspicuously among the passers-by. However, who cares about it?
