eight. 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐠𝐨

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𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐠𝐨

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𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐠𝐨

ˋ ꒰     season two, episode three; the pollywog      ꒱ ˎˊ˗






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DANI'S EARS WERE RUDELY  awakened by the piercing ring of an alarm clock blaring in her ear, causing her to groan and bury her head deeper into a pillow. As she began to relax again, she inhaled the scent radiating from the pillow—cologne, conditioner, and a hint of hairspray—and suddenly sat up, her eyes adjusting to the soft light filtering through some curtains. She was in Steve's room, yet the boy was nowhere in sight.

Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, the redhead's thoughts immediately drifted back to the night before. There was an odd, fluttering feeling in her chest, a mixture of excitement and uncertainty. As a frown slowly made its way onto her face, she couldn't help but replay the moments with Steve over and over in her mind. She placed a hand over her heart as an overwhelming swirl of emotions churned within her.

Ever since leaving San Diego, she thought she wouldn't find anything or anyone to love in the new town. For the longest time, it felt as if there was a curse cast upon her family, with none of the relationships seeming to last for long. She watched many relationships fall apart; her parents, her grandparents, and her friends. It just never seemed to work.  Yet, with Steve it felt different somehow, and it scared her.

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