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1 year later
Me and Bal watched over the afternoon horizon, the calm city smelling of the fresh summer air.
I watched with a smile as my brother and Bal hugged, before audibly gagging as they started kissing.
Causing them to laugh at me. They held hands as I trailed behind, walking over to our favourite spot. It had drawings of Nimona plastered all over it, as well as little gifts and flowers people had left for her.
It felt odd without her here, quiet.
Me and Bal shared a giggle as we noticed Todd placing down some flowers for Nimona.
A+ for self improvement Todd!!!
My brother passed Bal a drawing of Nimona, I stood on my tip toes to see it. It has 'we love Nimona' in scribbled handwriting, indicating a small child wrote it.
I smiled sadly at the drawing.
Later that afternoon me and bal went on a walk back to the old lair, it was the first time I had gone back since the incident.
It looked much different in this lighting. Much more welcoming. I smiled at the familiar furniture as the door opened with a screech.
Bal opened the curtains and un-barricaded all of the windows, turning on the fair lights and while I helped him tidy up.
We took down the suspects wall and hung the drawing of Nimona on it with the pictures of us.
Some sudden pounding on the door made us flinch.
Bal quickly turning to the door. Sprinting over, me following him soon after.
He opened the door too...no one? I watched as his hopeful expression dulled. Mine did too.
"Hey boss."
I yelped in suprise before spinning around.
"HOLY SH-"
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And that's a wrap guys!!!
What a year it has been.
I hope everyone has enjoyed this story as much as I have writing it!!!
Thank you all so much💕
-Giana
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