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⠀ 𓄼 𝐰hat’s your 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 🌼 .ᐣ .ᐣ .ᐣ .ᐣ
𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 that won’t let you 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏,
⠀ 🅣🅗🅐🅣’🅢 🅐🅛🅛 🅜🅔, 🅑🅞🅨
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The revelation is a bit late now, but maybe it’ll save other girls from a bunch of shitty consideration. Aren’t you tired of just moping about and being pathetic about it? So what if you feel sorry for it all now? Doesn’t really change anything.
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I ... don’t think I was ever inconvenienced by it, if that’s what you’re thinking. Time spent with you has always been remarkably easy, it’s always possible that’s why I got too comfortable with what we had and didn’t consider your feelings enough.
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Does it feel good? Being on the receiving end. I mean, I could really follow in your footsteps and tell you that i didn’t mean anything special and ask to stay friends.
eyes roll back. this lost puppy schtick again? really, he’s never acted this way until he knew he lost her. truly a defining sign of his masculinity at least.
“ what’s your issue this time, Luka? ”
approaching with no caution and instead plopping down with newfound gossip.
“ vivi told me she was going to lose her virginity. any chance it’s a set up with Luka to get us to break up? ”
each question he asked had crossed her mind a million times before. the day, night, week after she had hit him for his mistreatment of her heart were all filled with questions of why. why him? why did she linger? why was she even attached? Adelaide had self respect. she knew
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He hadn’t understood till this point that his uncertainty was the problem. Here he was under the impression it was the feelings themselves .. he really was jarringly inexperienced to navigate these sorts of things, wasn’t he? But what could he really expect ... ➜
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is it so unbearable? is having feelings for a womanizing and inconsiderate man who can’t even hope to meet your expectations of the bare minimum unbearable? is dating their best friend as a placeholder because of a stubbornness not to admit to holding feelings unbearable?
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he’s avoided her eyes. it’s the initial impression that only leads to his roundabout and dismissive answer. she has to brush her hair away from her eyes, looking to the side. if she had only felt mad then she would’ve known that she’d have more regret than anyrhing.
now she
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“ what feelings? ”
a loaded question. if he can regard difference between his feelings, adelaide wonders if he can put a name. she looks torn, half eagerly expectant and half empty disappointment, when she forces her eyes to his face.
it had to be closure. that’s all it was.
“ then why bother saying it? there’s always a reason for doing anything. ”
Adelaide pinches her ends to separate some of the strands. an obvious tactic for avoidance. she can’t even think what she might see if she meets his eyes or worse — how it might make her feel or act.
all she can do is blink at him. new behavior and change were recommended, but it feels like a full 180 that somehow still ended up at the same Luka. he swore by words of honey.
“ I was just fucking with you, Luka. ”
she rarely felt happy for her father when he had to work overtime to afford all the other children he had planted in the world so she didn’t expect anyone to be particularly glad that she’d be gone. Adelaide definitely didn’t want him
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“ A ─ ah .. sorry, I really am happy for you, ” feeling like he needed to do some recovery here as to not put a damper on what should be good news, Luka reengages his posture and gives another go at being convincingly glad for her. Maybe because his face is ... ➜
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hair grows back, and my forehead isn’t so big that it’ll look awful. I wouldn’t recommend a perm for you. maybe just try layered bangs instead of straight cut.
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want me to cut mine to match? micro bangs aren’t the worst things.
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“ clearly not as exciting for you, ” she snarks, head shaking in dismay. age didn’t do much to bridge the gap of their different maturities. there’s some weight of sadness that she can’t spend time freely with the people she likes, that perhaps she might not get to witness
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she didn’t even want to try and lie about the reasons for his flush. no illness acted that quickly with a movement as a trigger. Adelaide just takes her pen away from his chin and avoids his eyes, preferring not to open the can of worms.
“ anyways, I’ll be busier soon. I’m
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