it's coincidentally zoe's least favourite dinner: falafel burgers. she could smell it from upstairs, and sitting in the dining room, the nausea is almost overwhelming.
no one else remembers another night when they had falafel burgers, just over a year ago. larry knows how much she hates them, but he's gone to the pub with friends, and her heart twists when she sees one on her plate.
connor comes down the stairs too, smiling slightly. he doesn't remember. she doesn't expect him to.
and as cynthia and connor start, zoe can only sit there and stare, unable to even pick up the knife and fork. she is sure she is going to throw up. her stomach is knotting.
"zoe, dear–"
"i can't." she mumbles through a haze of tears. dribble spills from her mouth as she talks, an annoying effect of anxiety.
connor has frozen and he looks like a scared rabbit. maybe something in him has remembered.
zoe can't breathe as she closes her eyes, remembering that night all too vividly.
the worst day of her life.
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froyo / dear evan hansen
Fanfiction"you've been an asshole to me since i was eleven, and you expect me to forgive you because you bought me froyo a couple of times?" {started 3/5/18 finished 2/9/18}
