@vacanpathy *
WELL SHIT. ❝ Seen through me since day one huh Princess ? ❞ He sighs long and strained through his teeth, staring at his pint glass. He only dares looking at her sideways most of the time like she’s too much, too real. He knows now– understands– what the fuck was up back in school between them, gets her finally. Only took fucking YEARS but hey. He got there eventually. ❝ Coulda saved me some trouble and shared your notes, I only just got it all sorted out – really sorted– maybe a year ago… ❞ He grimaces, takes a tip. ❝ Fuck I was such a wanker, I was such shit. How any of ya put up with me is a shock. ❞
‘ and what’s that , cook ? what do you got all sorted out ? ’ there is a stoic expression on her face , but there are memories running in the back of her mind that she hasn’t thought of in years . they’ve been locked in a box in the back of her head , where she keeps everything that hurts too much . there is a small pause , a lingering moment between them . he’s changed , she can sense it . she shrugs , a small smirk playing on the corner of her lips . at least they can agree on something . ‘ ― yeah , you were a wanker . ’
