keiko sighs , rubbing the back of her neck . strange that they showed up here . strange that they did all of this when their last words to each other weren't really the nicest , honestly . “ i mean , i get it . but i don't .. ––– i don't really care . i don't want us to have to do all of this and have closure persay . you did what you did . we said what we said and that's it . nothing else to discuss . ”

“you left your keys, and that light blue denim. when are you picking them up?” the words fall off a bitter tongue, hands shoved in pockets as he looked them over. “and how the fuck you leave your blue mascara, in my toothbrush cup?”

she can’t remember the last time she was in town. it’s been a couple of years since she left their home and not looked back. freya’s been busy since then, traveling around the world and living a life she couldn’t imagine. the thought’s always lingering in the back of her mind of how things would be different if she hadn’t left. maybe they’d be married. maybe they’d have kids by now. or maybe they wouldn’t have lasted in the first place. she didn’t want any of that then; the idea of marriage and a family was too much. occasionally, though, she finds herself wondering what would be different if she hadn’t left. perhaps it’s the reason she knocks on the door of the home they used to share years ago. they couldn’t have moved, could they? it isn’t until the door swings open that freya realizes she’s been holding her breath this entire time. “ uh — hi. ” / @fallcnhcrts​. based.

richard - jade

‘ let’s just focus on getting you fixed up , alright ? ‘ the female grins as she wraps the smallest gauze they own around the others wrist , covering a wound she’d just cleaned that was about the size of a quarter . it was cute how they kept coming back and asking for her in specific but it was also terribly obvious that it was all just an excuse to ask her out for a third time . breanna blushes as she takes her gloves off and discards of them , finally looking them in the eyes — something she’d been trying to avoid this whole time . ‘ there . all done . ‘

Hearing some of the thunder and rain hitting the top of the roof of her bakery, Elise was considering closing since she wasn’t expecting anyone to show up. It was late and she would be closing in a half hour anyway, so, was she actually losing anything? While putting everything away, beginning to clean up so she could get out of there and get home before it got too bad, she heard the bell of the front door. “I was just --” She stopped when she turned around to see the person soaked from the rain. Apparently it was already bad, might as well try and wait it out now. Offering a smile, she grabbed a towel to dry her hands, moving to the front of the counter. “Can I get you a cup of coffee, or tea? You must be freezing.”  @fallcnhcrts

          ‘  nah,  not this again.  ’     he’s trying to be stubborn this time,  to STOP her from even stepping a foot inside of his door.    ‘  you can find someone else to fuck around.  ’

davis had just dried himself off when the doorbell rang , causing him to stop in his tracks as he wrapped the cloth around his waist . it was almost midnight , who the hell could be paying him a visit this late ? with an audible sigh he males his way toward the front , not even bothering to glance out his peep hole to see who it was disrupting his shower . smart . met with his exes face , it instantly felt as if he’d just been ran over by a semi , the breath knocked out of his lungs . ‘ w - what the fuck . what are you doing here ? ‘