"I really want to kiss you right now."
"Then do it."
"I can't."
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In which Gracie Abrams watches Stranger things and ends up stalking the newest cast member.
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In which August isn't ready and Gracie would wait a lifetime for her.
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August had always believed that love was invincible, and that the bond she shared with Gracie could withstand any challenge. But as the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, she couldn't ignore the growing distance between them. Gracie's once-loving gaze seemed clouded, her touch lacking the warmth it once held. Deep down, August knew that something was amiss, but she refused to confront the truth.
With each passing day, August clung to the remnants of their shared memories-the laughter, the stolen kisses, the dreams they had woven together. But as doubt gnawed at her heart, she found herself longing for reassurance, for a sign that her fears were unfounded.
Their two-year anniversary loomed on the horizon-a milestone that held the promise of celebration, reflection, and reaffirmation of their love. August had planned a special dinner, a romantic evening to remind Gracie of the depths of their connection. Excitement tinged with apprehension coursed through her veins as she prepared for the night ahead.
But as the minutes turned into hours and Gracie failed to show, August's heart sank. She waited in the dimly lit restaurant, her hope fading with each passing moment. In the midst of her disappointment, a sympathetic voice caught her attention.
A woman approached August with a compassionate smile. "Hey," She said, "I'm Beatrice."
"I'm Augu-"
"I know," Beatrice cut her off with warm cheeks, "I mean, I watched you in A Quiet Place. You were good."
"Thank you?" The actress said wearily.
Beatrice smiled and looked down, "I got stood up, too. Was wondering if instead of doing the walk of shame out of here, we could eat together?"
August shrugged why not and Beatrice took the seat opposite her. It wasn't like Gracie was coming, anyway.
In the face of their shared disappointment, August and Beatrice found solace in each other's company. They shared stories, laughter, and dreams, their conversations intertwined like the melodies of a heartfelt duet. August discovered a kindred spirit in Beatrice, a person who understood the pain of unmet expectations and the longing for love.
Days turned into weeks, and August found herself grappling with the remnants of her shattered relationship with Gracie. The void left by her absence had become too painful to bear. In search of solace and a fresh perspective, August made a spontaneous decision-to fly to London, to seek the comfort of her sisters' presence and the embrace of familiar surroundings.
Her phone rang halfway into her journey and she answered the call almost immediately. Before Gracie could speak, she started, "Do you still love me?"
Gracie froze for a second before laughing, "Of course, I still love you, August. I always will."
