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• I keep thinking about what would've happened if I'd stayed. • You're here. You're actually here, and I don't know what to do with that. • I saw you across the room and my heart did that thing it used to do. • We're both different people now, aren't we? • I think about you more than I should. More than is probably healthy. • What if I told you I've never stopped wondering about us? • I heard you're doing well. I'm glad. I mean that. • Do you ever think about what we could have been? • I'm in town for the weekend. Coffee? Or is that a terrible idea? • Five years later and you still take my breath away. • I kept your number. Never had the courage to use it until now. • You look exactly the same. That's not fair. • I have a whole life now, but there's still this you-shaped space in it. • We were so close to something real, weren't we? • I thought I was over this. Over you. I was wrong. • Tell me you feel it too. This... whatever this is between us. • I'm engaged now. I thought you should hear it from me. • Why does this feel like a second chance we don't deserve? • I wanted to reach out so many times. I just never knew what to say. • You were always the one that got away. • I see glimpses of the person I used to be when I'm around you. • We had terrible timing, didn't we? • I'm not sure if running into you is fate or just cruel. • I dreamed about you last night. We were happy. • You have a life here. I have a life somewhere else. That's just how it is. • I should've fought harder for us back then. • Do you think there's a universe where we got it right? • I almost called you a thousand times. • You deserved better than the version of me you got. • I can't tell if seeing you again is closure or just reopening the wound. • We were kids. We didn't know what we had. • I followed your career. I'm so proud of you. • It's funny how some people never really leave you, even when they're gone. • I wish I could say this doesn't hurt. • We would've destroyed each other back then. You know that, right? • I loved you. Past tense. I need you to know that. • There's someone else now, isn't there? • I can see your whole life written on your face, and I'm not in it. • We're standing in the same place where it all started falling apart. • I think I needed to lose you to become who I am now. • Maybe in another life, we get our timing right. • I hate that I still know how you take your coffee. • You were my almost. My what-if. My biggest regret. • We're strangers now with a history no one else would understand. • I spent so long trying to find you in other people. • This feels like a goodbye we never got to say properly. • I hope you're happy. God, I hope you're so happy. • We were right for each other at the wrong time, and that's the tragedy of it. • I need you to tell me you don't feel this anymore so I can let go. • We're both here, right now, and I don't know if that means something or nothing.

For all that she KNEW, everyone had long since gone home. They had driven away with glee, some MORE tipsy than others - thus leaving her with all the CLEAN UP. Typical. The girl didn’t really mind though. It gave her something to do while the QUIET crept back into the house. In all truth, it was the perfect DISTRACTION. With oversized trash bag in hand, the blonde roamed around the house, slowly picking up red solo cups and various pieces of trash until she eventually found herself standing in the middle of the LIVING ROOM. A frown creased over her pink lips and a furrow set itself between her brows. On the SURFACE there was nothing wrong perhaps, but her mind wandered just a tad too far and before she knew it, the girl sank to her knees to just cry. Welp ... there goes the DISTRACTION.

holding the jug of MILK, billy tips it back after emerging out of tina's kitchen, staring at the back of her head in confusion for a good moment-- clueless what to do at the crying. and what for? what did she have to be so sad about. she could throw a party without getting beaten, meant she at least didn't have that to deal with... didn't it? with the gallon of milk emptied out now, he screws the lid back on and tosses the light plastic at her head with a snort, "what's wrong with you?" deep voice questions, alcohol running through his system causing him to stumble on pure air, ring clad hand coming up to catch himself on the wall.

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“   no more running . . .   ” words were heavy , broken coming from her lips. “   no more hiding.   ” with that , her own hand which weighs heavy moves to grab hold of his in the moment. no longer would vecna hold malice over their heads. no longer would he be able to wield the other as a weapon. “   i promise if you promise. we finish all of this together.   ”

hand lifts & calloused thumb brushes under her eye, quick and awkward, like he didn’t mean to touch her at all. again, something grateful hit him square in the chest taking her in alive. “deal, shitbird. of course i freakin' promise, i'm not bullshitting you on this,” hand messes up her hair, “doing you a favor, by the way. you needed a new hairdo. you've been wearin' this one for a hundred years now.” taunting before his own tears clog up his throat and stain his face anymore than what he already has. “and... for just now figuring out we finish it together.”