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"Hmmmm. I don't know if I could kill someone for you, Ali."
"Shut up." Alistair gave his companion an annoyed glower, which only prompted the other's grin to brighten.
"No, I really don't think I could do that. Sorry."
"I wouldn't expect you to do something like that."
"Oh? What kind of thing would you expect me to do?"
"Pass all of your classes for once."
"Hey!" Oliver couldn't help but protest, feigning offense.
"And stop flirting with every girl you see."
"I do no such thing."
"You do."
"Do not!"
"Are you going to eat that?"
"Hm? Why, do you want some? This isn't very healthy, Ali."
"Like I have to worry about eating healthy. That's not what's going to kill me."
"No. No, I'm not eating it. Here." Oliver waited until the waitress passed by, quickly flashing her his heart-stopping smile before nudging the slice of cake across the table to his friend, refusing to meet his stare.
"You're flirting."
"Am not! I just don't want her to think I dislike
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Pick Up
I know you won't pick up, but let me say a few things.
I love you. You always knew that – I hope you knew it. I told you so often. And you would always smile, even if we were fighting or there was something wrong in the world. Between the two of us, there was a safe space. It's always been that way.
We've always been together, even before we were together. We both knew that. When you'd yell at me to push you higher on the swings, and when you had to come pull me out of the deep end of the pool at that stupid high school party because you were the only one I'd ever told that I didn't know how to swim. I was the only one you could cry to when your cat died, because your mother hated cats and didn't know you were keeping one in the shed.
Sometimes, you were the only one I could go to. And sometimes I was the only one you could go to. So we made the distance between us shorter, so we could always go to each other when we needed to. We had to a lot, didn't we?
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Artist | Professional | Literature
22 years | Virgo

Non-binary | Neutral pronouns

Freelance writer and editor

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