Toni's POV:
"HER FISH MIGHT DROWN?! HER FISH. MIGHT DROWN." I repetitively said as Nathalie stared at me, all confused. "SHE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE A FISH, WHAT IS SHE ON ABOUT," "and, fishes don't drown," Nathalie interjected "SEE THAT TOO," I yelled.
"Okay I get it, she doesn't have fish, and fishes don't drown, please stop shouting, you're scaring Ethan," she paused looking at him "and me too, you're scaring me, too," I looked at Ethan, remembering what had happened. I should really blame him, if he hadn't run away, I wouldn't have bumped into my ex. "He's a kid Toni, don't blame him," Nathalie mumbled. How does she even know? "Forget it, it already happened," I sighed, flopping myself on the couch.
Maybe she gay-panicked? Or not.
"Why are you even affected?"
"I'm not, Nat"
"Sounds like you are,"
"I'm not,"
"You are, too"
"Why would I even be affected? I'm in a relationship," I asked, very much annoyed about the encounter. "I don't know, why are you affected?" She asked, as I glared at her. "And Toni, your relationship with Ian is not a real relationship, you guys are like the lights in every horror movie, on and off," she added. "It's a real one, because me and him are trying to work it out," I answered. "Oh yeah? Where is her anyways?" She asked.
Oh yeah, where even is he?
—
Zara's POV:
"MY FISH DROWNED? I FEEL SO STUPID 'RI," I said burying my face on my pillow as if it'll help ease the embarrassment and frustration I feel for myself as Amari just stares at me, I can see her trying to stifle a laugh. "Why did you even say that?" She asked. "I panicked, it's just, she's even more beautiful than she was when we parted ways." I sighed. I guess it is what it is, she probably moved on.
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Third Person's POV:
After the long day of embarrassing events, Zara decided to take a long bath, maybe that's what she needs. She put her playlist on shuffle mode and hit play, submerging herself in the warm water. This song is awfully familiar, she recognized the intro, trying to guess what song it is before the lyrics starts. Oh, right, this song.
The Man Who Can't Be Moved🎶
By: The Script (Now Playing)
Right, just what I needed. "Hey Siri, skip this song," she said lazily, not wanting to hear more about her situation. The virtual assistant did not comprehend what she said. It continued playing, as Zara accepted defeat and just tried to relax and relate to the song.
How can I move on,
When I'm still in love with you
Cuz if one day you wake up
And find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder
Where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back
Into the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you
On our corner of the street
So I'm not moving
I'm not moving on
I hate my life.
—
Antonette couldn't help but wonder about her ex, how is she now? Have she moved on? I mean, it's been what? 3 years? And not that it matters, I really don't care, I'm simply just... curious. She kept on convincing herself not to check her socials. I'll just check for a little bit, it wouldn't cause harm. But what if Ian finds out? What he doesn't know won't kill him, again, it means nothing. She stared out the window as the voices in her head argues.
Alright, I'll check, not like I'm stalking her.
And stalk her she did, she checked all of her socials. Twitter, Facebook, Instagram. NONE. She hasn't been active since she posted about... proposing to her? Is this a prank?
Amari even commented: "goodluck, babe! hope she says yes!"
