**Louis**
10 years to the day since I moved and became who I am today and tomorrow, I marry who I'd like to think to be the love of my life although I knew it wasn't true.. It was him.. But he's gone. 10 years since what he did and I left. Eleanor was perfect in every way and tomorrow, she'll be mine forever. I haven't thought of him in forever, 6 years at least, and I shouldn't start today. I've been sitting here in bed just thinking of him for an hour now.. I should probably get ready for work now or I'll be late again. Sighing, I get out of bed, kissing Eleanor's forehead and heading to the shower.
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Someone needs to turn the heat on out here. 12• in March. Like, can you not? I don't even want to get out of my car to walk to 20 feet to the door to my office building! Fuck me.. I need to move. Or buy my own personal heat bubble. That'll work, yeah.
Readying myself for the sudden arctic wind, I drew in my breath, opened the door and made a run for it. Given my pace, I'd say it took maybe 6 seconds. Still felt like forever. But hey, heat! I make my way to my office giving the normal nods to the normal people, grabbing my normal coffee, and walking down the normal hallways to my normal office.
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Finally, I'm home. Not before everyone one and their brother cut me off on the interstate, though. Go figure. El gets home about 2 hours before me and always has dinner done when I walk through the door so all I have to do is change, eat, then go to bed. We're even skipping Louis time tonight because we've gotta be up early in the morning! Hopefully the second time will be the charm.. Lord knows the first person didn't fully intend on actually showing up on our wedding day, that'd make too much sense..
