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FORTY FOUR → FACETIME

INCOMING FACETIME CALL FROM:

VIVIAN REYNOLDS💔

accept | decline

"Hi."

"Hey, Viv."

"It's been a while, how are you?"

"I'm alright, you?"

"Same, same. Um hold on a minute.
It's kinda noisy.
BLAKE , ELIZA! SHUT UP."

"Blake from New Hope Club?"

"That's the one."

"How's Eliza, by the way?"

"My sister? She's good."

"That's good."

"Mhm."

"You look great."

"Ah thanks. I'm performing in
thirty minutes. I had some down-time."

"Nice."

"So..."

"So..."

"God, this is so awkw-"

"Vivian, I miss you. There,
I said it."

"Froy, I..."

"No, Vivian. I already
know what youre going to say.
You're gonna say that we were a
mistake, or that this was forced.
But Vivian, I miss you. And I'm
positive about that. I'm also
positive that I enjoyed every
moment with you. And I feel like
we have this unspoken connection.
You might not feel that, but Viv, I do.
I'm sorry if I let you down in any way.
I'm sorry if I didn't listen to you or didn't
tell you about my old life. I'm sorry that I
didn't fight hard enough for you. I'm sorry
that I didn't show you how much I love you.
And I purposely didn't use the past tense in
that last sentence because Vivian, I'm still in
love with you. I just wanted to tell you that before we never speak again."

"Froy?"

"Um... Yeah?"

"I was just going to say that
I miss you too."

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