he smiled differently that time and i wanted to leave but i also didn't want to go
me: hey, cooper.
him: yeah?
me: why'd you move here?
him: lots of reasons.
me: such as?
him: can we drop it?
me: okay.
him: thanks.
me: sorry.
him: don't be.
me: well, we're here.
him: i had fun. we should do this again.
me: maybe.
him: so that's a yes?
me: you're so stupid.
him: i'm taking that as a yes.
me: goodnight.
him: night nina. see you tomorrow.
messily scribbled on a stickynote trapped between a wall and a dresser
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Randomi needed to write down almost everything he had said, to reassure myself that he had been real, that we were something that lasted; at least for a little while. - nina [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]
