It all happened so fast.
That sentence actually summarizes Aubrey’s relationship with Cadence in general, actually. One day they’re acquaintances; a friend-of-a-friend and classmate, mostly. Aubrey always found her snarky in the cutest way possible, but never would he have imagined that someone like her would have ever done the things they did with someone like him. They just had the same english class, paired up for a project for one moment and then before he could even realize it, their hands were all over each other; hormones out of control at almost any instant where they could be alone. It was was as glorious as it was hot, but most of all, it was fun. As much as he denies it, to him, it was maybe one of the best things he ever had.
When it ended, he wasn’t really sure what to do. Sure, it wasn’t serious—he knew better than to take what they had and warp it into something it wasn’t. It was more like fucking a good friend, who turned out to be one of the most interesting people that he’d ever get the pleasure of meeting. It was more than guaranteed that that was Exactly why he was here, sitting across from her in a homey diner at three in the morning, miles away from home. Why would anyone miss the opportunity to have a little adventure with Cadence Hamilton anyways?
“Which is more acceptable a meal, Burger or Pancakes?”
She isn’t quite sure what drew her to Aubrey McCarthy. Maybe it was his smile, or the way his eyes twinkled in the light from the classroom window, but he just sort of...creeped up on her. It’s not to say that she didn’t like that fact, she just hadn’t expected it. An itch that just couldn’t be scratched, if you will.
Cadence had always been one to break her stereotype. The quiet nerdy and socially awkward cello player was not her mold: Sure, she adored her instrument, but she was sarcastic, extroverted, and pretty damn awesome (though she was kind of awkward at times. It’s a curse, she swears).
Regardless, her and Aubrey weren’t really the people who would normally hang out. But they fulfilled the ‘meeting during a project’ cliche, so it shouldn’t really be a surprise. They had more in common than they thought, and she still isn’t quite sure who kissed who, but one second they were talking about Romeo and Juliet, the next, there are hands and hair is being pulled, and she’s thanking God that her siblings are all in sports and her parents are sill working because it would have been humiliating if one of them had come home and found the pair fucking on her kitchen counter.
So that had happened. And it kept on happening. She wasn’t an idiot, she knew that they weren’t in a relationship, but what they had was...amazing. She would be totally lying if she said she didn’t miss it, but it was either get out or actually kind of sort of...fall for him. And it helped, sort of. It was...easier without the sex. Not as...intimate. So her ending their ‘arrangement’ was a good thing. Or that’s what she kept telling herself, anyways.
She takes a sip from her milkshake.
“How about I get a burger, you get pancakes, and we just split them both?”
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