"I don't recognize myself, Win " Lingling texted Win once she was out of the bar. She'd had a drink with Charlotte and Engfa and then decided to leave, her mood was entirely off after those interactions with Orm.
"What do you mean?"
"Orm called me.. And I intentionally tried to hurt her.. And I did hurt her..." Lingling wrote.
"Lingling...what did you do..?" Win asked
"I made her think I was drinking with another woman at the bar"
"There aren't enough facepalm emojis I could use to convey my disappointment." Win replied
"But I understand." Win double texted.
"God Win! I'm still so angry.. And I'm still hurt...and she's just trying to talk..."
"Then ask her for space" Win said
"She is literally miles away from me! There can't possibly be more space I can survive through"
"I mean like.. Ask her to give you some time..." Win said
"And what am I supposed to do in that time?" Lingling asked.
"God! You're bad at this. Lingling you need to clear your head. And without the constant influence of alcohol. Just ask Orm to give you a day. Take some time and figure out what's really upsetting you, so that when you do have a conversation with her, you can explain clearly what hurt you, and what's okay and what's not."
"You're right"
"I always am"
"I'll text her" Lingling said.
"Yes, and try not to start another fight please..."
*** ***********
It was around midnight, Lingling was in her bed, staring at Orm's chat window.
Orm hadn't said a word after the stunt Lingling pulled earlier to hurt her. And Lingling hated that tonight they were supposed to be on a video call... with Orm in her pink lacy lingerie... tonight was supposed to be a fun night. But here they were. Not talking.
"How many years were you married?" Lingling typed out to her
"2" Orm quickly replied.
"Why did Toey come to the bar? What did she want from you?"
"I served her divorce papers... the day we admitted we care about one another... she's been trying to call me, get in touch with me, to get me to reconsider since then..."
"Are you? Going to reconsider?" Lingling asked.
"Lingling no. Absolutely not." Orm replied instantly.
Lingling stared at the message.
"I want to explain everything to you..." Orm wrote. "I know I didn't go about it the best way"
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Angustifolium {LingOrm}
FanfictionThere it was. That sound. Orm recognize that sound because it was a weekly event. Every Saturday, the same time, the same sound, the same person. Orm hated the predictability. It was honestly getting to be a bit of a bore. The sound of the motorcycl...
