#ourtownrobin

THYME MOTTA

Standing there alone in the middle of CeCe and (formerly) Robin’s now empty apartment  For someone who had chosen to dedicate her life to helping others sort through their emotions, Thyme had absolutely no idea what to make of the mess that was her head right now. She was furious at CeCe for thinking she had any right to touch Robin, much less kiss her. She was terrified at the thought that maybe Robin had kissed back, that maybe there had been something there despite Thyme swearing up and down that she trusted Robin’s love more than anything else. She was hurt, with a deep, burning hot pain having settled into her chest where she could’ve sworn her heart used to be. For a few seconds, it felt like she could’ve completely crumbled into the earth. The only thing even keeping her standing at the moment was knowing that Robin wasn’t here, and that was something that Thyme could not, and would not, accept.

Without a second thought, Thyme turned on her heel and left the unit, barely thinking to shut the door behind her. She didn’t care about the apartment — it wasn’t Robin’s home anymore, and anything that still needed to be collected was purely materialistic. She didn’t care about CeCe, as much as that hurt given that Thyme had genuinely considered the other girl to be her friend, and that (although anonymously) she’d been one of the first people in Cotton Plant that Thyme felt she could trust. The look on Robin’s face though, and the sound of her screaming, were both at the forefront of Thyme’s mind. That’s what she cared about more than anything else. 

CHLOE HARPER

It had been so difficult for CeCe to keep her cool last night when she and Robin were texting, which was perhaps why, in all honesty, she hadn’t. It was her wedding night, and as excited as she was to spend it with Ali, she’d spent a good ten minutes locked in the bathroom, trying to hide how uncontrollably she was sobbing while texting her roommate... Ex roommate? There was nothing CeCe could really do about it last night, she couldn’t leave Ali. In fact, she didn’t want to leave her. So she’d stopped texting, jumped in the shower as her excuse as to why she’d been so long, then tried to forget about what was happening.