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Nova
I hop on one foot, forcing my other foot into a tight pair of shoes. My phone rings for the third time in 10-minutes.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," I mutter as I hop.
I let out a sigh of relief when my foot goes into the shoe and rush to get my phone.
"I'm coming!" I exclaim as I grab my keys and look for my wallet.
"You said that 30-minutes ago," Violet groans.
"I'm leaving my apartment right now," I console.
"Get your ass out here in the next 10-minutes, or I'm leaving," she warns.
"Okay, okay, okay," I say, locking my apartment and running to the elevator.
I make it out in time and give Violet a sweet smile as I enter her car.
"You're lucky I like you," she points her finger at me.
"So very lucky," I agree as I buckle my seatbelt.
She sighs before driving.
Violet is the worst driver to exist. I tightly hold on to the strap of my seatbelt as she swerves past cars.
Normally, music makes me calm and distracted, but I feel like paying attention to the music she's blasting instead of focusing on the road will end up making us crash.
Luckily the drive is short.
I quickly jump out of the car when she parks- making sure I'm stable on my legs.
The weather is cloudy with a breeze, and I'm wearing a polo long-sleeved button-up with some blue jeans.
Violet is wearing a sweater and some blue jeans.
We walk into the store and look through the racks.
The store is a basic thrift store: things on display everywhere and messy racks.
Violet and I catch up. Talking about work, her girlfriend, and if I plan on talking to the girl who gave me her number.
I like shopping with Violet since we have the same style.
"I don't understand why you won't just text the girl," she says.
"It's not that I don't want to," I shrug. "I just don't think I'm ready for a relationship."
"It wouldn't have to be a relationship," she says.
I look at her, "Things like that always turn into a relationship."
"Maybe by then, you would be ready for one."
I shake my head.
She looks at me, "Nova, you've been saying that for as long as I've known you."
I shrug, "I'm a woman of my word."
"Just tell her you don't want anything serious," Violet says. "If she understands, then take it slow."
"What if she doesn't understand?" I sigh.
"Then you delete her contact and move on." Violet shrugs.
I smile, "You've been in a good relationship for 3 years."
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Incendiary
Storie d'amoreTwo broken people. Two people who have never been loved, therefore, not knowing how to love. Theo and Nova. They first met when they were both young. She was blinded by the need to fit in. He was blinded by the undisturbed attention she gave him...
