“ we did. “ not a drip of bitterness in his tone and smile, just pure, sweet reminiscence. it’s pointless to dwell on the what if’s, especially when the two of them had just become witnesses to how they both found their way to doing what they love. he couldn’t imagine achieving that — finding his identity, purpose — while fully devoted to her, or anyone else for that matter. some things just naturally fall into place, even if it takes pain & heartbreak to get there. for the record, she had been his first heartbreak, and so far the longest one he had to get over. he never even thought he would be able to, as any young boy brimming with hopes and dreams would think, but here he is now, just trying to survive another one for the books. “ ah, it’s okay. you know what they say… you just have to go through it. literally. “ just a month ago, he often found himself looking away with glassy eyes whenever the topic’s brought up, but today, he’s only smiling a little and waving a hand. his emotions surface with ease, much to his disadvantage — no wonder he’d always put off meeting friends until he’d ascertained that he’d no longer break down. his face brightens a little bit more with her remarks easily, though. “ yeah. figured i’d actually use the paid time off i have instead of saving them for probably nothing, “ he adds, a chuckle ensuing. his wandering eyes refocus on her in a bit of a surprise at the admission. “ really, huh? missed this face? “ he slips his hands in his pockets in a deadpan, but a tiny simper on his lips break him too soon. “ well, i’ve also been wondering if you would be here. but you know what? i wasn’t even going to be surprised if you weren’t. i’d just assume you’re in another country or city, traveling as usual. having the time of your life. “ a soft smile lines his lips; he can’t even believe that he used to hate her for going away when their plans were beautifully drawn around each other, being the fiercely domestic one. alexis still is as domestic as he can be, but he can gladly claim now that he lived the happiest, most carefree parts of his life while he was away. “ and i’m glad you’re the first person i bumped into. wouldn’t even know where to start, honestly, “ he’s looking around the hall, late 90s soft rock music making him smile before his gaze returns to her. alexis has a hard time believing she’s single, given that she’s just as mesmerizing as he remembers. but then again, his current situation’s only a testimony to how life can get messed up in the most unexpected ways. “ seen our friends yet? or did they all take off early? “
it’s amazing how fleeting time is. how one minute they’re both hiding under blankets and planning out the rest of their lives to suddenly being on their own --- others under their blankets now and yet similar hopes that this will be the one that works. timing is everything, moira has come to learn. and she and alexis were meant to be together back then, just as they were meant to be with the others, for however brief ( or not so brief ) a time. and maybe they were meant to meet again --- here and now, as a matter of fact. the world has a funny way of being so broad and yet so small all at once. ‘ yeah, ’ she draws the word out just a beat too long, tugging at one of her curls, while she debates broaching the subject of how recent her single-ness is. alexis had taken that leap --- he’d gone through the wedding and the vows and the promises to love each other till death do they part. and she has no doubt of the pain he must have endured ( or is currently enduring? ) losing that. she puffs out her cheeks as an exhales struggles to leave her lips. ‘ i can sympathize. kind of. i mean, every situation’s different, but.. i.. was engaged. till about three months ago, actually. ’ she pauses. ‘ i ended it. he.. i wasn’t myself with him, and i had to really consider that future --- is this all really worth losing myself over? you know? ’ her cheeks flush and her nose crinkles as she directs the question at him, not really expecting an answer. ‘ what i mean by my over-sharing is.. i get it. it sucks. but maybe --- at the risk of sounding like a total cliché --- maybe it’s for the best. ’ she knows exactly how it sounds. she’s been on the receiving end of those words and she wouldn’t hold it against alexis if he rolled his eyes and scoffed. it’s in times of struggle that she has to wonder if there are ever the right words and she’s pretty much agreed there’s little weight to them --- but it’s the thought, the well-intention, that makes the difference. she’s grateful for the change of pace and lifts a hand to swat at him, playful, as she laughs off his joke over missing his face. ‘ i might’ve missed it. it’s a little wrinkly than before, but.. ’ moira can never miss an opportunity to throw a tease right back at him. ‘ nah.. between a trip to iceland and a high school reunion --- high school reunion wins every time. ’ another small chuckle and moira brings her glass to her lips, finishing the remainder just as a waiter with a tray passes by. she hums at his question, raising a shoulder in a shrug. ‘ i’ve seen hope and logan, but.. no sign of them now. maybe your prediction was right --- maybe they’ve gone home to relieve the sitter. ’
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