#c;imogen

“Do you ever think about us?" It wasn't a good thing to ask. She knew this. She was ready to risk it all because what does she have to lose? They weren't together. Imogen knew the lines were too blurred, too complicated, and yet here they were trying to untangle every single feeling that they had. It was all or nothing and she was doing her best to be vulnerable for the first time in her life.

Imogen couldn't remember much of last night which was a first for her because she usually could hold her liquor well. Her party girl phase would have made her a natural for her night out but she guessed wrong. All she knew that morning was that she had to rush to a little brunch date with her best friend because apparently, she was going to meet the love of her life. At least according to her friend. She raved about how similar the two were and how well they would get along. What she didn't expect was to meet the only memory that wasn't a haze. "You!" She exclaimed as her brows furrowed at the other just the two.