𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛! ✧ ｡⁺ ˚࿐
cherry garcia babysits adam reed even though she's only a year older than him.
❝𝗔𝗠 𝗜 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚?❞
❝𝗡𝗢. 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗔 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗘.❞
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I SAT AT THE PICNIC TABLE!
laura stared at older adam.
she gently placed a hand on his face, like he was porcelain; like he wasn't real.
older cherry gagged.
adam and i looked at each-other.
"you know what you have to do." laura began.
"no. no, i came back for you." adam said, eyes not completely fixated on her.
older cherry made eye contact with him.
"i know." laura looked down. "but we can't have a life here. not like this. now you have to go back to 2018, and you have to put things right. you have to put an end to all this."
"this is so sad." i whispered to adam.
he didn't respond, too busy chewing.
"it's not gonna run away from you. chill." i stared at him.
he rolled his eyes.
"what do you mean put an end to it?" adam asked.
"i mean, stop time travel from ever being invented and save the future." laura explained.
"fine. come with me, and we'll-"
"your jet is meshed for your dna. it won't fly with anyone else."
i flew in it just fine, and i definitely wasn't adam, or have his dna.
what is wrong with me?
am i some weird sort of fuck up?
am i some glitch in some giant system?
am i penelope from that one movie? or is it venelope? the little girl from wreck it ralph?
holy shit.
what the fuck is going on?
"you're smart. you can figure it out." older adam insisted to his wife.
"adam!" she yelled.
"we meet in the program. we meet there! do you understand that? we can't-" he trailed off.
he met cherry in the program. he couldn't lose her.
she basically invented him.
he didn't know who he'd be without her. without her effect.
without her love.
their love.
"and that's an extremely big if, with sorian on my ass." older adam continued. "we never meet. we never happen. we never happen, ch- laura."
