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"He doesn't even talk anymore, I haven't heard him in weeks. Max has....changed, in ways I wished he never would. First the liquor now the cuts and--and...god i'm scared he'll actually do it." She explained, holding her head in her hands. |
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Kylie looked down at her drink. She was worried for him, and she felt guilty that it was her fault, but she couldn't just get back with him. Especially when he didnt even seem to regret "Is there anything I can do to help?" She asked. |
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"I'd say the best thing is to see if he even tries to apologize, you already blocked him right?" She asks, making sure. |
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Kylie nodded, "Yeah. I blocked him immediately," she replied. "I can unblock him and see if he apologized," she offered. Frankly, she didn't really care if he'd apologized. Over text didn't mean a whole lot to her unless it was really good. |
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"Don't bother, leave his ass blocked he deserves it." She mused, taking another sip of her drink. "I bet he will try to apologize eventually," |
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Kylie just nodded. "Yeah, hopefully," she hummed. |
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"Hopefully? Oh he will, trust me." She clarified |
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"Yeah?" She breathed with a faint smile. She missed him, she really did. She just didn't know if she could forgive him. She'd hafta figure that out .. |
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If he's around long enough, Emery wanted to say though she stayed silent. |
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Kylie nodded, falling silent. |
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Bright Sunshine with a few High Clouds
