aidan
"oh," he clears his throat, forcing a light tone into his voice. "what's her name?"
"fiona."
"that's... great. you still have my number, right?" aidan doesn't know why he's still trying to flirt with a guy that's clearly not on the market. "we can set up a little concert."
"no, i got a different phone. but here's my new one..." everett scribbles it on a slip of paper, handing it over.
aidan plasters a smile onto his face and starts walking out the door. "great! can't wait to meet fiona!"
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the recovery project [2]
Short Storyit does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.