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shaking her head josie’s laugh was more sympathetic than entertained, “you’ve still got terrible jokes, landon,” she informed him, the smile on her lips almost teasing, almost reaching her eyes. whether or not josie had too many feelings and issues to deal with taking them out on someone else was something she never wanted to do again. “besides, i think i’ve caused enough harm to my friends and classmates both physically and psychologically for at least this school year.” landon’s logic was kind, and the intention was nothing but sweet, “if what they’re not remembering is me doing something embarrassing i’d rather that be the last of their memories of me than what those memories are now, i can’t get it out of my head… what i said, what i did, how they looked at me…”
“i don’t think any amount of time is going to make them any better, honestly. they’ve been terrible for as long as i’ve known how to tell a joke. in my defense, i didn’t really hear too many jokes from kids my own age that weren’t at my expense.” he shrugged, like that little bit of trauma wasn’t a big deal. which, to him, it wasn’t. landon frowned a little at her comment. yeah, it was accurate. but he didn’t like hearing that from josie. it wasn’t even her fault. but it wasn’t like she’d listen if he said that. “kinda like the salvatore school version of is it better to be feared or loved? is it worse to be scary or embarrassed?” he slung an arm around her shoulder, trying to make her feel better. “if they didn’t see the real you through all that, they weren’t people you wanna deal with, anyway.”













