Neil: Celestine, do you really know “Luke”?
Her: I don’t know. But I guess I know him in a way.
Neil: You do know that I once went to London to study right?
Her: Yes. Why? You’re sounding weird.
Neil: Well, how about you tell me why he named himself as Luke Webster instead of Vince Parker?
Her: What?? What are you talking about?
Neil: Okay let me clear this to you. Luke is Vince Parker. I know him from highschool. Actually I just recognized him. I always seem to recognize all people recently. Fucking weird.
Her: Vince?! What??! You talked to him?
Neil: Yes. He’s a total bastard. He made my friend so depressed and he nearly killed himself because of him. He’s not a good person. And I am so mad at him. You have no idea. I never thought in my whole damn life that I would see him again. Not here.
Her: Okay. I’ll let my freaking-out-self calm down a bit.
Her: Here’s the thing. I know that “Luke” is not his real name and I didn’t ask what the real one is because I think name doesn’t matter. It’s the person that matters. Okay I know, cheesy. But he told me once that he really did use to be on detentions most of the times on high school but he also told me he has changed. So I guess the “Vince” that you knew before is not the “Luke” I know now.
Neil: Seriously you’re defending him?
Her: Hey
Neil: I don’t know, Cel. I still hate him and that’s it.
*Luke’s chat box appears*
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Conflation (Beginner's Luck Award)
Short Story❝ the worst way for friendships to end is for literally nothing to go wrong. you just stop talking.❞
