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To most, a smile was a smile. But Peter’s eyes were trained - he could tell that the smile Minnie offered him was sincere, not the ones that he had to wear as he lied through his teeth about being straight. It made him want to run and hug her and be monotonically affectionate with her. It made acting calm all that more of a struggle.

Peter’s eyes brightened with recognition as he easily fell into step next to her. “Right,” he agreed as he spoke the cafe name. “I normally go there too. Mainly because the campus coffee is ridiculously overpriced and subpar, but you’re right - it’s better coffee.” And of course, they would. Of course they’d go to the same coffee places, and the same school… they really were in sync. If Peter had only been able to love her, they’d have been absolutely unstoppable. “Have you tried their machiatos? Amazing.”

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Minnie knew that Peter understood her body language, that he understood the difference between a genuine smile and the polite ones that she would have to flash people to prove that she wasn’t dying on the inside. However, she wondered if he had ever seen that side of her, or known her in a time when her mind wasn’t plagued with demons. She wondered whether he noticed her plates being returned at dinner parties completely untouched, or maybe like her parents he’d just ignored it. It was what they had to do to upkeep the fantasy.

It wasn’t as if Minnie and Peter could click their heels three times and fall back into the friendship that they had six years ago, but this was a start. “Plus they sell some of the best cookies I’ve tasted,” the blonde replied with a grin. Not like she’d ever have one, but she’s fantasied about it many a times until her mind brings her back down to reality. She always has to remember to talk about food, even if she doesn’t eat it. “Of course!” Minnie exclaimed as her eyes grew wide with recognition. “I love getting creative with coffee, except for during finals week. Then it’s just straight espresso.” Everything about them was on the same wavelength; she really wished that they could’ve been best friends instead of almost husband and wife. The blonde would’ve been happy to see him walk through the door during her recovery, not like anyone knew about it.

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“Good. I’m really glad to hear that.” Peter replied sincerely. The one thing Peter knew without a doubt was that Minnie was a good person. She deserved to be happy. She had never done him wrong. Like him, she was just trying to survive in their often fucked up world. On the outside, it looked like people like Peter and Minnie had everything. But Peter knew that was far from true. Him and Minnie understood each other. They could’ve been perfect together, if only Peter had loved her in the way she needed.

Even if he hadn’t, he still would’ve been happy with her. Maybe. They were friends, and who didn’t want to spend their life with a friend? But Peter had been selfish, he had gone after what would make him happy - Jeremy, being himself. Although he didn’t regret that, he did regret that Minnie had gotten hurt in the process. He should’ve been honest. But in the world they grew up in, honesty wasn’t something that was necessarily encouraged.

When she asked about coffee, he was nothing short of elated. He wanted to catch up. Wanted to apologize over and over. He knew it would take time, if anything, but it was a step in the right direction. He missed the friend he had made in her.

“Yeah,” he smiled, “of course.”

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“You too.” Her voice was soft, eyes steady and hands shaking, but Minnie was pulling it together. She’d spent forever playing a game of blame that only made her more hurt and confused, but she doesn’t feel that way towards Peter anymore. In fact, she envied him for being able to escape. Minnie had to fight for that, but her escape burned a lot of bridges. Aside from her sister and her roommate from boarding school, the blonde had nothing left of her past life, but befriending Peter again would change everything, it would come full circle.

Her father had spent a lot of time convincing Minnie that she wasn’t a real woman because she couldn’t get Peter to love her and for the longest time, she believed that. It wasn’t until she removed herself from that toxicity that there was nothing she could’ve done but let Peter be happy. She was happy for him; she was happy that somebody could give him the happiness he deserved. Minnie would’ve rather lived in misery than lived a lie.

Minnie shook her hair over her shoulder and gave him a smile; not the fake, high society smile that she’d spent years perfecting. It was genuine, just how she was feeling. No masks. After isolating herself for so long, the blonde wanted to build the bridges she’d burnt, starting with the most important ones.

“Perfect,” she grinned, her feet moving without thought. “I usually skip the campus coffee shop and go to this one over Amsterdam near my apartment. It’s better coffee.”