Epilogue
Prem straightened his tie in the mirror. He was never very good at tying them, but he watched enough youtube tutorials to finally get it looking professional. At least for the first few hours of the day.
He pulled out his phone and sent a quick text before shoving it back into his pocket. He ran his hand nervously through his hair, for the fifth time that morning, and then grabbed his bag. He double checked for his camera and all his equipment before rushing out the door. He made it downstairs to the lobby before he felt a buzz in his pocket.
Wad: I miss you too
Wad: and don't worry about your first day. You're going to be great. That's why they hired you.
Wad: are we still on for this weekend?
Prem smiled fondly at his phone. He knew his cheeks were reddening, but his other working neighbors paid him no mind as he typed out his response.
Prem: its a date
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(A/N: that's it friends! Prem got the love of his life back and he got a kick ass job as a photographer for a magazine [or some other media platform idk]. I know I didn't write a lot about building back the trust and more relationship fluff but I didn't feel like it would fit with the pacing at the story. You can yell at me in the comments or visit my tumblr, doctorbeam! I love you all!!)
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SOTUS S: Prem and Wad
FanfictionAn extension of SOTUS S that explores what happened to Wad and how Prem is dealing with it.
