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I'm so terrible at updating... Sorry this took so long and is so short

Tamara wandered the grocery store looking for the items her roommates requested. She didn't normally do the shopping (she left that up to Ell) but she needed this. A break from everyone and having time to think. Weird that that break was at the store but no one was going to judge. She was thinking about what Charlotte said about leaving. Tamara found it ridiculous she was even thinking about it. I mean, the answer was obvious, she shouldn't leave. And yet here she was, thinking about it while trying to find the croutons. There wasn't really a reason to leave. Things weren't that bad. I mean, sure, there were mornings where she wished to just disappear into thin air, but it had been like that for a while. Plus, her friends would be devastated! Well, Ell would be devastated, Matilda would be sad for a week but then forget, and Tori wouldn't care. And run away over a breakup? That would just be pathetic. It wasn't just that, but where would she go? She didn't have any money and her eyes weren't going to help her get a job. Then again, Charlotte would be with her, so who knows. If there were so many negatives to leaving, why was she thinking about it? Tamara pulled up to the checkout line, the line was pretty long and didn't look like it was going to shorten anytime soon. Great. Then an image came to her head. It was her waking up next to Charlotte. The thought of starting a new life, sounded so appealing. At that moment, everything seemed to click. She wanted to start over. She had for a while now. She wasn't unfamiliar with jumping into the unknown, so even if things got bad, she could probably jump back onto her feet. Immediately, she let go of the cart and ran out of the store. Yes, ran.  Tamara sprinted to Charlotte's house and banged on the door. Charlotte opened the door with a confused look on her face. "Tam? I thought you didn't want to hang out today-" "I've made up my mind. I want to leave, and I want you to come with me."

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