ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ ;; ᴛᴏᴍᴍʏɪɴɴɪᴛ

fifteen

who lives, who dies, who tells your story finished with a huge round of applause. kalarnie clapped hard and grinned as everyone took bows.

the six walked out and the front of the theatre is where they split off.

"it was splendid seeing you again." kalarnie grinned to alex, toby and niki.

"you too, kal." niki smiled.

"we'll have to make plans sometime soon." kalarnie told alex. he agreed.

"yes! just us aswell!" alex laughed, gripping her hand lightly. "i can't wait."

"me neither." she smiled. toby hugged her with a pretty tight squeeze. "see you later man." she grinned as wilbur started to pull her away. "talk later." she gave a thumbs up. toby copied.

as the three sat in the car, kalarnie offered tommy a place to stay that night. wilbur watched them interact in the rear view.

it didn't even take a full day for them to start talking again.

"i mean, if it's okay with you?" tommy quizzed.

"why do you think i asked you, simons?"

tommy smiled to himself. maybe kalarnie had forgiven him? "thank you, perez."

"you never call me by my last name, simons." "maybe i want to, perez." wilbur smiled as the two bickered.

"we'll drop by yours quickly, tommy?" "that would be great, wil."

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"have fun kids." wilbur grinned as the two left his car.

"shut up." kalarnie smiled. "you're a dick!"

"you'll thank me later." wilbur drove off.

tommy and kalarnie piled into her home and tobee greeted them at the door.

"for what?" kalarnie whispered as she shut the door

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