edgarmendozaâ:
âCongrats, thatâs amazing⌠guess youâre living your dream, huh?â The words felt fake, no matter how much he meant them, how much he knew it meant to her, how proud he was of her, it still felt like false niceties. Like if he really cared, he could have done more, known more about her life. He didnât know why he mentioned his Gramps. Maybe because it was weird for her to not know the biggest change in his life after everything that happened between them. âItâs okay,â it wasnât, but he brushed off her apologies, returning his sad smile with one of his own, âhe liked you a lot.â His Gramps loved everyone, easily, but people who made his grandson happy the most. Another long pause filled the distance between them, leaving Ed floundering for something to say, something to make what was suffocating silence easier. âWe should hang out, properly, sometime soon if ya wantâŚâ a beat, before Ed opened his stupid mouth again, âI donât really know how we drifted so far apart.â
jenwhitner:
The tone of his voice was so forced that Jennifer had to stop herself from wincing. âYeah, I guess I am. I never expected my dream to involve quite so much laundry though,â she said, trying to crack a joke in the hopes that it would alleviate the awkwardness. She hadnât ever expected the relationship between them to get this fragmented and just plain uncomfortable, but in the back of her mind she knew that it was her fault for that. Sheâd avoided her problems like she always did out of fear, instead of just talking it through with him. If sheâd done that, then maybe they would have been able to come out of the break up at least being able to have a conversation rather than struggling to even make small talk. âhe liked you a lotâ. She looked down at the ground for a second, having to fight back the wave of emotion that sentence had elicited. âI liked him a lot too,â she mumbled, nodding her head a little as she composed herself before looking back up at Ed. Then came another pause, and just as she was about to make some sort of excuse to leave, Ed spoke again, catching her completely off guard with his words. She opened her mouth to speak, but closed it again when nothing came out. âI- Yeah. I mean,â she paused again, before letting out a small sigh. âI donât really know how it happened either. I guess a lot of it was probably down to me, but- I donât know.â Fiddling with the hem of her shirt for a moment, she finally gave a decisive nod. âWe could grab a coffee, or something. I have the weekend off, if that works for you?â she suggested, biting down lightly on her bottom lip as she awaited his answer.













