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He frowned slightly. "Well.. yeah, but I think we should talk about it.. Clearly there is a misunderstanding."
She went quiet, keeping close.
"I didn't know you were planning on breaking things off immediately after."
"Yeah," she said softly. "I really love you."
"That's what it sounds like. We wont talk to each other afterwards. We won't see each other. That means it's over."
She chuckled, resting her head on his shoulder for a moment.
He looked a little stricken, but shook his head slightly. "So we're just ending it there, then? Not even giving it a chance?"
"That was years ago," she said. "It's okay."
"And we're just gonna leave each other? Why?"
"He kinda just.. got so mad that he didn't even want me to try and help."
He pulled away a little bit fidgeting with his hands. "I thought we were together.."
She laughed a little. "Yeah."
His frown only deepened. "Why.. Why not?"
"Oh.." she said, looking down. "A few years ago I was walking out of a coffee shop and ran into this man and it spilled everywhere, including all...
His brows furrowed, and he looked down at her. "Why does it make sense?"
She frowned at him. "You first."
He hesitated, frowning slightly. "Our plans seem pretty separate.."
"Hm," she murmured, resting her hand on his waist. "Alright."
He watched her fondly. "That's a good idea."
"No," she said, "but we'll have to go somewhere."
