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ryanpoems: monet got boring so we drove out to the beach 🌊
tony_padilla: isn't that jeff's jacket?
jeff.atkins: isn't that my jacket?
ryanpoems: yes, yes it is. she stole it from your chair.
marcuscole: nice, boy. i thought you liked guys though.
cheerstojess: cutest thing ever.
dempzeee: you kids have fun and stay safe
jfoley: ^
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REAL LIFE
i sipped on my apple juice as ryan ranted on about his poems and the lost and found. we had been friends for a long time and i had been the first one to know about his relationship with tony.
he had taken me to the nurse after my first encounter with jeff. i had cried a bit as the nurse stitched my wound and disinfected it. he had squeezed my hand and i vowed that i would always be there to squeeze his when he needed it.
we hadn't spent time together in a while and i felt like i had been ignoring him ever since the bryce incident.
"are you okay?" he asked and i nodded and reached out to grip his hand. "i'm great. i just missed you and i want you to know that." i mumbled and grinned widely.
"i missed you too, aly." he answered and returned the grin with a toothy smile.
