the recovery project [2]

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everett

he slips his arm around fiona's waist, hoping that her touch can ground him again. being near aidan has raised some alarms that he can't get to stop. he should not be thinking about another boy when he has a girlfriend, right here.

"fiona, this is aidan. aidan, this is fiona."

fiona sticks out her hand with a wide smile. her curly, jet black hair is up into a ponytail and complements her darker skin color, hazel eyes shining with warmth. there is a spot of alfredo sauce on her cheek. aidan shakes firmly.

everett reaches his own hand out and runs his thumb along her cheek to get rid of the stain. fiona glances up at him, pink lips parted.

he doesn't deserve her.