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“Yeah…I worked the food truck for part of it, but i took some time off too. It was pretty fun.” Zane replies, nodding slowly. “Things’re going well for you then?” 

“Yeah, I feel like if I had left then things would have fallen apart so I was at the restaurant the whole weekend until we closed and then was too tired to do anything.”

“The rainbow fries I made for pride seemed to be popular, I think I’m gonna keep ‘em the rest of the month.” Zane muses with a smile, nodding their head. “You have a good time over the weekend?”

“Yeah, I guess it was good. I didn’t have much time to do anything... I was working a lot over the weekend so that other people would enjoy their time.”

     “i can’t get down to pride until later,” running a business that makes it difficult to be included in the street fair, hazel is instead keeping the tattoo parlour open until 2pm, and the rest of the day shall be spent living her best gay life. “but i don’t think i’m ever gonna get tired of seein’ people’s faces when i tell ‘em their pride tattoo is 20% off. we’re doin’ it all month, but people don’t always realise and they come in for one anyway. it pretty much makes their day, it’s real sweet.”

“That really stinks that you can’t get down to pride until later because it’s actually really fun!” He explained to her. “Wow, really? Well then.. Are you available to do a little one right now?” He asked her. 

“You hear the other thing? You know, at this point I just give up with whatever everyone’s hearin’. I know it has to do with some frequencies or whatever but I’m still in denial.”

“Same... I don’t think that it really matters anymore about those things. If people have an opinion about something then their opinion is the only that matters and they don’t care what anyone else has to say.” He said as he laughed. 

Alex was hesitant to answer the question. In the past, her answer would have come easily– yes, absolutely, she’d have said, but if fate were real, then it was cruel. It wasn’t something she wished to think of because the memories were too painful to face, but how could it have been fate for Yesenia to ruin her own life? To hit rock bottom so hard that it shattered her enough to lead to an accidental death that never should have happened? “I– I don’t know,” she eventually replied, shaking her head to rid herself of the thoughts invading her brain. “I think I used to, but if it does exist, I certainly don’t want anything to do with it.” That was all she had to say on the subject. “Do you? Since apparently today is ask strangers incredibly personal questions day.” The words left her teasingly and a small smile formed on her lips after she spoke them. 

“Yeah, see... I think that I am the same way.” He mentioned to her honestly as he shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. “I guess it really is the day to ask personal questions.” He explained while smiling softly. “I don’t know if I do.. I thought I did to be honest with you, but I am not quite sure exactly if I believe in fate anymore.” He said. 

Listening to the stranger’s explanation, the brunette sipped her tea, nodding her head briefly to demonstrate she understood where he was coming from. “Maybe you should find something to occupy your time. That way you wouldn’t be staring at the ceiling at four in the morning, thinking how fate destroyed your life.” It was a joke, the subtle smile curled in the corner of her lip reassured it. Perhaps too intruding for most people, but Morgana wasn’t most people - she was often too comfortable around quite much everyone, old or new faces.

“I mean, I don’t know what I would do to occupy my time. I don’t know if I have any hobbies. I work a good amount and all, but I don’t really do much in my free time besides running, but I think it’s really weird if I am just out and running at four in the morning.” he explained. “Fate really did destroy my life honestly.” he said, laughing softly. 

“No,” Della answered flatly. “I don’t believe in any of that shit. Why, do you?”

“I’m not sure, I thought I did.. I used to be incredibly religious and shit, but I don’t know about that.”

Jackie waited a moment so he could breathe, obviously this whole thing was hard for him. either to accept, get over or fight. “Fate would have been something happening. The cake getting destroyed or a fire where the wedding was happening. It would have been an external force causing something. It was your heart. I don’t think you truly loved him, I mean, leaving someone at the alter is pretty cold.” She put her hand on his back and rubbed it. something she liked being done to her when she was upset. “You’re not shitty, if you were shitty you would have married him and cheated. Speaking as a cheater and a person who got cheated on, they’re the worst type of people.”

“That’s true, I guess. Fate is something that would’ve happened without any control.” He explained as he sighed softly and looked at her. “Well, I think we talked about me enough for the meantime, maybe we should talk about you or something?” He asked. “I think it might’ve been a little better.”

     oh, wow. though it’s a rather inadvertently personal question, hazel doesn’t have to be the next miss marple to get that the hint that he’s actually talking about himself. so, she keeps her own answer brief, not expanding in the slightest, before giving him an opportunity to share whatever is clearly on his mind, if he so wishes. “no. but – i kinda get the impression you did ?”

“I guess? I’m not sure.. I thought that that there was something out there to believe in, but I’m not really sure anymore about it so I don’t know.” He said, laughing nervously while rubbing the back of his neck. 

Sighing heavily, Zane runs a hand through his hair slowly, looking back at Dillon. He didn’t really know what to say, knowing his last comment had been a bit childish. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t’ve said that.” The brunette finally mumbles, letting his gaze meet Dillon’s slowly. Seeing him again had brought back all of the bad feelings he had tried to bury, all of the hurt and heartbreak flooding back in an instant. 

“That’s cool. Good for you.” Zane says slowly, nodding his head. “Yeah, Lord of the Fries. I do the diner during the day and the truck at night. It’s been hard, but good.” He replies, shrugging at the offer of coffee. “Sure, we can go to Cuppa Joe if you want.” 

“It’s fine.. I get that you’re upset with me so you don’t need to say sorry. I did a shitty thing and this is just you reacting to it which you have every right to do.” He mentioned to him. He hated that he had hurt the other male with his shitty actions, but in that moment it just seemed justified to him. 

“Wow, that’s pretty need. I’m sure it’s helping paying the bills and whatnot.” he replied, shrugging his shoulders as he nodded. “Sure.. Sounds good to me.” He said as he turned and started walking towards the coffee shop. 

She let out a big sigh. “Damn man,” She knew what to say it just wasn’t the nicest. as she wasn’t exactly the nicest person to walk the earth. she thought of how to sugarcoat it. last thing she wanted was someone literally crying on her shoulder. “Well.. if you left him, I think thats enough of fate or a sign that your heart wasn’t in it. instead of being consumed with love and excitement to be with that person forever, you ran. it sucks but sometimes our hearts know better than our brains. Fate in this case was you leaving and I’m guessing, the ex not showing up.”

“Well.. I know that.. but like was it fully my heart that didn’t want to be him or was it fate for me to decide to come back here to find the true guy that I want to be with because we were together before and I left him like an absolute idiot?” He asked. He knew he was going to ramble if he didn’t shut up in a few seconds. “I just don’t really know what to do right now because I want to find this guy that I was with before.. I left my fiancé at the altar so I could come find another guy... Am I shitty person? Or can I use fate to justify it?”

“Yeah, I know. I was there.” Zane mutters half under his breath, shaking his head. Dillon had a point, but that didn’t mean that their breakup didn’t hurt. He should be used to people abandoning him by how, he thinks, swallowing thickly for a moment as he attempts to push the thoughts away. There was as reason he didn’t let himself get too attached to people, but somehow, Dillon had managed to get under his skin.

“Oh? That’s…that’s great. Congrats.” Zane dreamed of owning his on place someday, but for now, he was happy with his job at the diner and his food truck. “I’m fine. Great. Still working at Sunny Side Up…and I opened a food truck last year.” He adds, pausing to lean back against the side of his truck. “You want to talk? Then talk, Dillon.”

Deciding to ignore the other about the small comment he had just made, Dillon just tried to think of the way to bring everything up without making him abandoning Zane like he was a super dick head. He was a dick head for leaving, but he wasn’t a super dick head because he had a good reason, at least to him. He just hated that he broke the heart of the only man he really truly loved. 

“Thanks, I love it here so I decided to come back.” He said, trying to make it seem like he came back for the job so he didn’t look so pathetic in front of Zane, at least more than he already did. “Wow, a food truck? That’s awesome. Do you enjoy it?” He asked him. “Yeah, I want to talk. Do you want to go get some coffee or should we just kind of do it right here?”

“I think thats just you as a person. Fate cant make you decide what your heart wants you know? All fate can do is make you run into the other. Years later and then your heart lets you know what you wanna know.” She shrugged and turned to face him. “Tell me the problem, sometimes it helps to you know, talk to a stranger? I’m much better at other people’s problems than my own so really you’d be helping me out.”

The things that Jackie were saying about how fate can make you run into each other was just blowing his mind because he was trying to run into him, but would it be fate if he ever ran into Zane? “Well.. I left my fiancé at the altar if that helps you with anything at all.” He said as he cleared his throat and then sipped from his water. 

Jackie didn’t know what exactly brought her to the park, or this place either. She was just out for some air to reminisce of her old life and how amazing her life had been. more importantly she was waiting for her family to save her. She saw the boy and kept her eyes straight, watching the world go one around them. “Fate? Not really. I think that you need to make things happen, if things don’t happen either you didn’t make it work or someone let you down.” She pushed raven locks out of her face and looked at the boy. “I’m guessing thats not the answer you wanted?”

“But you don’t think there is a certain power inside of you or in this world that helps you make those decisions? You don’t think they just force you to do something even if you aren’t thinking about doing it in the first place?” He asked, shrugging his shoulders and breathing in deeply, thinking more. “I mean, I was looking for any kind of answer, I asked you your opinion.”