for @lost-your-memory // AO3
“Did you have to do this? I was thinking that you could be trusted. Did you have to ruin what was shiny? Now it’s all rusted.”
All right, you can do this, Cat told herself. Just…focus. Stay in the moment. Cat closed her eyes and took a deep, fortifying breath. She could totally do this.
She lifted the phone to her ear and pressed the button. “Hello?”
“Cat? It’s Lois. I think we should talk.”
The restaurant wasn’t as fancy as Cat thought it would be, and she quickly found her way to the table set for two, easily recognizing the brunette sitting there, even from afar, after all this time.
Lois has changed her hair, and her clothing was definitely more expensive, but otherwise the years seemed to have not touched her at all, Cat noted with more than a little jealousy. She straightened her spine and lifted her head as she walked up to the table, then sat down quickly and gracefully, without so much as giving Lois a chance to stand up for a greeting.
“Cat,” she said with apparent relief in her voice. “I’m glad you came.”
“Well, it was a thin margin, let me assure you,” Cat said dryly. “So I’d advise you to get to it.”
Lois cleared her throat and adjusted her napkin, and Cat realized that she was nervous. It was such a poignant moment of déjà vu that Cat wasn’t sure she could take it for a second longer.
Thankfully, that’s when Lois found her muse at last.
“I think…and I don’t say this often, not many people know that better than you do, Cat, but…I think, I…might have been….wrong, all those years ago. When we sat at the lake and I told you that, um…do you remember that day? When I told you –“
“Of course,” Cat managed to say through gritted teeth, unable to take any more of this rabmling, “I remember.”
In fact, Cat was sure she would never forget. Could never forget.
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