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「 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 」

It all started with six simple words, written delicately on a slip of cardstock;

"Meet me by the sycamore tree."

It was almost laughable how such simple wording could've led to something much bigger than you had anticipated.

If you'd known what would happen if you went to that fucking sycamore tree, you wouldn't have gone so eagerly. In fact, up to this day, you blamed that stupid tree for all the shit and pain it had brought you.

But you didn't know what would happen.

Which is why you had so foolishly--mindlessly and regrettably--went anyways, in attempt to seek out some contrast in the usual and monotonous morning routines. All of which had been  too familiar with yourself.

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ONE YEAR EARLIER
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You were in your kitchen one rather fine morning, enjoying the sunlight peeking from the blue curtaining of your apartment, and basking in the fresh, heavenly smell of scrambled eggs, sizzling at the stove. A carefree and rather simple morning, but one you'd give anything to be back at.

You inhaled this lovely Saturday morning smell, thinking to yourself that this was pure bliss.

While eagerly stuffing your watered mouth with the breakfast eggs, you answered a few emails and text messages from your phone.

God, you'd give anything to be like that again. Living a normal life, with its casual ups, and bittersweet downs.

And admittedly, it was...boring as fuck.

You toss your plate in the sink, wincing as it clinks against the many other dishes you'd convinced yourself that you'd wash "later."

You sigh and climb off of the stool, your bare feet creaking against your apartment's wooden floor, as if the sounds that surround you also wish to escape this dull reality.

What you craved, was adventure.

Any kind! Any at all!

A daring trip out to the mountains, a mysterious masquerade...a lover to sweep you off your feet...

Your mind always daydreamed and wandered over these thoughts, filling your head with countless fantasies and desires...all of which were nearly impossible to be fulfilled.

Okay, fine.

Admittedly, you were a hopeless romantic. It was always one toxic guy after another. One cheater, one player, one pervert...

At the time, men like that were your biggest concern. And to this day, you laugh at how simplistic and dramatic you were about everything.

You throw yourself onto the sofa, letting out an 'oof' as you hit the soft surface, sinking into this squishy rectangle of despair.

You bury your face into the couch pillow, muffling your breathing as if trying to see how long it takes until you suffocate to death.

Your phone buzzes and you nearly jump up from your seat, eager for a distraction.

The Has-Beens

Char Char:
Hey guys!! Soo Vaggie and I decided to surprise you all—we're having a party later this week, probably on Friday. Can you guys send the RSVP?