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Post by Zephyr Israel Wallace on May 29, 2013 3:15:17 GMT
words;;473 Time Jump;; 10-15 years in the future Song used;; Skinny Love by Birdy notes;; ;---; time for angsty things
Honestly, he swore to himself he wouldn't step back into this town. He wouldn't. But here he was, walking down the streets of a place he called home for those few years attending the Academy. The friends, the chaos of it all, and most importantly... him. They were all here- all the memories. There wasn't a day that went by he wouldn't remember... but there wasn't a day that went by he tried to push away. Tried to forget the aches and pains, and lock up everything else.
It was all in the past.
But here he was. In this chilly November night, the snow slowly but surely coming from the heaven above as everything started to come back. Thoughts wandered- how was everyone? Who stayed? Who left? Was he still hanging about? Ze hugged his coat more, as if it was something to protect him from the damaging thoughts, Would he reconsige me? Or would I notice him walk right by? Does he have anyone special? Moved on, like me?
No.
These thoughts had to stop.
There wasn't a chance he'll run into Alex, out of the people in town- no matter how small. It was very late Tuesday night, and half the town was probably asleep. Except the vampires... But beside the point. This was crap. Utter crap- he didn't want to be here. Maybe he should of just stayed in his hotel room and leave as early as possible before anyone notices. That'll work right?
Sigh. But that feeling... as much as the flight in him wanted to run away from this, he wanted to go looking for his old friends at this ungodly hour, maybe see Alex? Hopefully rekindle their old friendship... yeah, only their friendship.
He'd grown. Out of the little... well, he couldn't call it a fling. Because it wasn't- but he wasn't with his airhead, was he? Pft- what was he saying? Barely in town for four hours and now calling Alex his? Damn it.
He has a child and wife to go home to- a family.
He wasn't here to screw that up. He was here for a night and be on the road home as soon as morning comes and the roads gets a little bit more clearer. He rubbed his hands, looking around....
Okay. Memory- could you please tell him where the hell the Gateway was again?
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