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Aug 08

Talking

Talking

“No one thought we would last, I was too messy for her always dropping stuff and leaving it. Used to drive her mad.”

“Did that change?”

“Yeah when I moved in, I’d always had rituals I suppose cleaning just became a new one.”

“How long did you two go out for?”

“3 years. Lived together for two”

Silence

“Do you regret it?”

“Falling in love… moving in with her… pulling her out …” softly “never.”

She sits watching, waiting, knowing there’s more. He breathes out looking up

“I don’t regret anything about Lisa, not even the end.”

 

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Pickingupellen

PickingupEllen is a fanfiction writer and fanartist from Scotland who no longer lives in the sticks.

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