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Matt nodded slowly, looking down at their intertwined fingers. "All I can really say is, id happily try. But if it doesn't work out that'll just hurt us both, a lot more" He sighed, staring out the window at the cat parked just in view of where he had chosen to sit. "I don't think here is the best place to really..talk about this" he added, offering a small smile at his very faint attempt of a joke.
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"With every risk theres reward, but there can also be loss. May as well be optimistic." Trixie said softly, smiling at him and his attempt to lighten the mood. "Maybe not. Any suggestions on another place that's better?" She teased.
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i had such a good idea for the rp but i've actually forgotten and im utterly exhausted 😐 if ill remember ill probably (when i next get on) pm you, if that's okay) - Matt shrugged, almost as if he could shrug off Trixies words for now. They would simply just have to wait and see, to be honest. "We'll see." he said bluntly, stuffing his phone in his pocket. "Uhh not really. We could go back to mine? Though that might not be the best idea. Or just drive somewhere and talk there?" he offfered, doing his best to think something up.
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Of course! Cant wait to hear it :) )) Trixie hesitated at the suggestion of going to his house, nodding at his next one. "Maybe we can just go to a park or something. Or... we can drive to a secluded place, or something." She suggested, watching him.
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"Whichever one's fine with me." Matt smiled, finishing the last of his drink. "Do you wanna go now then?" he asked, staring down at the table in thought. Even the thought of a conversation as serious as..a relationship freaked him out all over again, but then what was he meant to do? Keep putting it off until they both got hurt continuously ?
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"Yeah, let's." Trixie nodded lightly, intertwining their fingers and letting him pack his things up before she went to stand in silence.
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Matt smiled and nodded, eventually heading over to the car. He waited for Trixie to get in the car before he started it, looking over at her with a soft smile. "Do you want me to just drive us to the park or something? Talk there for a bit?" he asked, reserving out the parking space slowly, rolling the car out into the road.
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"Yeah, that sounds good." Trixie nodded lightly, lifting her hand to gently brush her thumb across his cheek while she held his gaze. "I really did miss you." She said softly, glancing back out the window and sliding her hand gently into his hair.
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Matt smiled, though his smile was faint and all in all weak. "I missed you too. A lot" He said quietly, keeping his focus on the road ahead of them. It was starting to get dark, and there was slight drizzle meaning he had to keep his gaze firmly on what was in front of him. "I've got a question" he started, doing the same 'it's not too scary but ill pretend it is to terrify you' thing he had done before, though not too intentionally. "How many more times are you gonna be seeing your ex?" he asked bluntly.
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Trixie nodded quietly, continuing to run her fingers through his hair as she stared out at the road. She blinked at his words, giving him a concerned look. "Alright." She gave him a few blinks after his question, staring at him. "I don't plan on seeing him again." She answered bluntly, slightly insulted by the question. It tempted her to throw a question at him about Layla, but that had already gotten her in trouble enough. So she looked back at the road, gently curling his hair through her fingers. "Why do you ask?" She said lightly, casting him a glance.
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