carla
jordan
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"hey carla"
"hey jordan"
"whyd you call?"
"did school just let out for you?"
"way to deflect my question, but yea maybe 10 minutes ago it did. why?"
"i dont know, just wondering"
"ah i see. so whats in store for your zodiac today?"
"golly, you st—"
"you did not just say golly like its the 50s again!"
"oh but i did"
"very well then, let me go get the paperwork filled out to terminate a friendship."
"i—"
"our friendship will be terminated in 4-6 business days, in the mean time try not to call again."
"jordan!"
"wait what's your last name and middle name? that way i can lecture you to the best of my abilty."
"jordan marco rossi. a mouthful, i know. but it comes with this great 'mediterranean skintone' i get during the winter."
"are both of your parents italian?"
"my dad is 100% italian, and my mom was 1/2 portuguese, the other half was filipino"
"well you already know im venezuelan and german"
"that i do."
"hey are you still at the school?"
"yea i am, just had to gather my things. but im really confused as to why you keep asking about it"
"no reason, just kind of bored."
"what time did your school get out?"
"hour ago i think?"
"ah got it, well im heading out now, for your information."
"um do you know how to speak italian?"
"stalling the conversation i see...but yea i do. i understand it more than actually speaking it."
"cool."
"yea."
"..."
"well i gotta fly now, so bye"
"WAIT!"
"is everything ok?"
"huh. you actually stopped in your tracks."
"what? im sorry what did you say?"
"look at your 4 o'clock-ish."
"carla."
L I N E G O E S D E A D
carla feels a rush of adrenaline as his head snaps towards her directions, and with ever step he takes her pulse goes into overdrive. jordan on the other hand, feels as though he is floating, wanting to reach out and touch the beauty before him. he takes large strides across the barren courtyard, his eyes shining with happiness as he reaches closer.
carla cant quite comprehend whats happening, and the seeds of doubt are being planted in her mind. carla silently curses her impulsive side, but as soon as he reaches her, only stopping a couple feet in front of her, does she let go of all curses and doubts. she thinks she has amnesia as all her thoughts go silent while looks to jordan.
jordan feels breathless as he takes in carla, as the breath is knocked out of her when his kind face comes into view.
to any onlooker, the scene unfolding looked like something from right out of a movie. the snow was falling romantically around the pair, and their breaths mingled as they spoke. the snowflakes glittered in carlas wavy dark hair, and landed a top jordans navy beanie.
they spent a couple minutes standing together, in somewhat of an amicable awe, and exchanged a few words before jordan and carla wrapped their arms around each other, hiding their smiles.
they eventually untangle themselves, their wide smiles no longer hidden. their touches linger as jordan points in a direction, saying a couple words, before carla nods in agreement.
the walk out of sight, where they spend hours talking to each other and drinking everything in. it ends before they want it to, and as they depart, the memories from the day transpire in their minds. those happy moments play on repeat, keeping smiles on their faces. little did they know, this frigid and silent world they created would crash around them in flames.
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