" What is this ?"
" Flowers ?"
" No shit, Sherlock."
" Meanie."
" Go away."
" ... "
" And no more hugs."
" I apologize for that encounter with Rebecca, but I will always stand on your side. And why weren't you for the past two weeks over here ?"
" Because you were there."
" And ?"
" And I was mad at you for that, but... Thank you." ( Amy whispered )
" What did you say ?"
" ... "
" I will have bruise now."
" You better have."
" I've got something for you !"
" ... "
" Happy Easter, Amy !"
" You bought whole box of Godiva chocolate ?! Are you sick ?!"
" I was told to look around my house and I found this, but you deserve a little sweetness in your weird life."
( Both laughed )
" I-"
" Don't. You are like a christmas gift, so don't thank me and don't you dare thinking about buying something for me."
" I don't think I can afford anything for you."
" Friendship is priceless, Amy."
" ... "
" We can cry together."
" ... "
" ... "
" Thank you."
" Your hugs are the best."
" Vice versa."
( Both laughs )
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THE PAIN
Fiction généraleIt's all about the pain... and all of the memories. The best ones and the very first ones, when her life has changed immeasurably. ✖️ ✖️ ✖️ ❤️ m i l e s t o n e ❤️: [the highest rank] July 6th, 2015 ➳ 123 in General Fiction