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the streets of brooklyn never looked so clean. the skies bluer than usual, the patches of grass actually growing from the ground, the streets looking lively. cars going down and up the road, people walking on the sidewalks, and many others just sitting on their porches also looking at their other town folk. spring has already approached this god-forsaken town bringing out people from their caves and enjoying this new season.
you sat outside of your motel, a cigarette sticking out of your mouth, you blowing the steam out like a train. the gray fog dispersing so little by little like taking a piece of your aura and letting it out in the world. wanda sat beside you, eating her takeout, the noodles covered in generic soy sauce going into her mouth and leaving a unique taste. you both just sat out on the steps of the motel, the wet wood seeping into the cloth of your bottoms, the humidity of the air making your little hairs stick out. you looked out to the townspeople, especially the families, smiling at the kids, seeing how their eyes sparkled and their auras shined bright. seeing their parent look down at them proud of making something unique to them
maybe you wanted kids. would they make you a better person? knowing that you created something and raised it with the most protection. and they go off to be the best they can be. or you turn out to be your parents and drive them into a wasteland of drugs and kill all the happiness they ever had...
maybe it wasn't for the best.
"so you're in love with him."
your head whipped to your left, wanda keeping her attention on her noodles. you took in a deep breath, taking the cig out of your mouth, leaving it to hang on your fingers, the ember burning out.
"don't know. it's complicated."
it's been a week since you had that embarrassing argument with bucky. you thought you were stupid for keeping track. you felt stupid for even loving bucky at all. you really wanted to tell him. spill all the loved-up shit that was going in your brain and just live happily ever after and get over it.
