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      +What time you coming down?
    We started losing light.

 I'll never make it right.

Words do hurt despite what that rhyme of, "sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me." I was able to prove it wrong; to prove that words hurt like hell and burn itself where your memories are held and haunt you forever no matter what happens. It's a horrible feeling, like something was constantly reminding me that no one needed me for them to exist and no one would cry for me if I were to be gone.

I did everything I could to support him. I tried to laugh off his words and leave him be, but still I sent him letters thanks to his mother for telling me his home address down under. He never replied, but that was alright. If he just read them it'd be fine with me. Thirteen years ago I stood before him trying to hold in my emotions from his words, in which he never apologised for. I tried my very best to satisfy him with leaving him alone, and I'd be able to fully grant that wish of his if he'd at least left with a jubilant note.

But there's nothing I could do. When thirteen years pass you kind of just... give up.

I was sat down on one of the seats outside of the cafe, waiting for Suzume to come back from the restroom. The waiter had just taken our order of coffee, scones, cream, and jam when Suzume had gone off to fix whatever she needed to in there. I scrolled through my Tumblr feed, checked Instagram, and checked through Dan and Phil's twitter for any funny tweets, and there were of course, many. I jumped from my seat, not realising that the waiter had already brought out our food. I thanked him and closed my phone, then rubbing my hands over my thighs. Where was she?

I stood up and made my way to the restroom, finding that Suzume wasn't in there. I pushed the door open, scanning the small cafe and then spotting Suzume speaking with some guy behind the counter, working the register. It took me a moment to apprehend the fact that it was Rin whom she was talking to, and suddenly I felt this wave of emotions rush over me and my mind went blank. She didn't know about Rin, yet. I planned on telling her about the asshole but looks like she'd already met him.

Even though I wanted to cower and hide from him and just run away, I strolled towards the two without an expression and tapped Suzume's shoulder. "Hey, the food's come already," I told her and I could see Rin's pools of cherry flicker over to me, widening just the slightest bit. "Or maybe we could take it home so you two could chat just a little bit."

"Oh, [Name]!" she grinned, then scratching the back of her neck. "Sorry. I just made friends, I guess." She motioned to him. "This is Rin; Rin, this is [Name]."

"Pleasure to meet you," he held his hand out for me to take. I glanced at his hand and then turned away.

"Don't be rude, take his hand!" Suzume whispered with slight annoyance in her voice.

For some reason I followed her command and took it, shaking it lightly. I looked him straight in the eyes, hard and cold.

"My shift's almost over here. Maybe we could hang out?" Rin asked of us; more like Suzume. I tensed up and left without saying a word, heading back outside to our table. When our waiter had appeared I asked him if we could pack up the scones, and he made his way back inside with the scones and back out with them in a little foam container in a plastic bag.

"Thank you," I mumbled and went back inside to Suzume and Rin.

"Hey, [Name]? Is it alright with you if Rin joins along on our little trip around town?" she asked with these eyes that begged me for yes.

I shrugged. "I guess."

"Great! We'll meet you outside?"

"Sure, I'll be right out," he replied and Suzume skipped outside with joy. I could assume she fell for that asshole.

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