everett
he calls back four hours later.
"hello?"
"hi, aidan."
"no facetime?"
"i'm out right now."
"oh... alright."
"how've you been?"
"miss you like crazy. my phone
hasn't been working, so i'm sorry
i haven't called.""ah."
"is that all you have to say? are you
mad at me or something?""i don't know."
"then talk to me. tell me what's
bothering you.""i need a break."
"it's barely been three weeks..."
"aidan."
"you're already giving up on me?
on us?""aidan."
"i thought you wanted to hold on?
what happened to that?""i can't make you wait for me.
i won't do that to you.""everett—"
"no."
"fine!"
call ended.
"you deserve to be happy."
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