Me: Hey
Me: Um
Me: I'm sorry
Emilia: It's ok. I am too
Emilia: I shouldn't have flipped out like I did
Emilia: Sorry
Me: No no it's fine, really
Me: Are you ok?
Emilia: Eh
Me: Do you wanna talk about it?
Emilia: Well yeah
Me: Ok
Me: Well
Me: I have my Pop&Jazz audition today
Me: Mum's busy and I don't wanna go alone
Me: Do you wanna come with me? We can talk about anything you wanna
Emilia: I guess I could
Emilia: I've missed you
Me: You sure you wanna?
Emilia: Yeah. Sure
Emilia: Right now?
Me: Yeah, if that's ok
Emilia: Alright. See you at Kamppi metro?
Me: Sure
Emilia: ^~^
We met up and talked all about her when we went to my audition. She told me she had taken up drinking and going to parties with her friends and, though the alcohol helped in the moment, she felt even more miserable than before. She told me she was considering drugs, but I talked her out of it. I was there for her again, and I was gonna try and be there for both Charlie and Emilia. I'm glad she forgave me, but things were far from being back to normal.
We were gonna start fixing our friendship.
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Our perfect rainstorms
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