[He still doesn't move, even when the burst of speed disrupts the room in a way Barry is usually more careful to avoid. The papers settle slowly, and when the only sound in the room is his ragged breaths, he pushes off the wall and collects a bottle and a glass on his way out the back door to the beach.
He leaves his phone inside. On silent. There's no one he wants to talk to right now.]
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He leaves his phone inside. On silent. There's no one he wants to talk to right now.]