What’s going on, blondie? Is everything okay?
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What’s going on, blondie? Is everything okay?
It was nighttime once again; which was something that Alex hated. He could not sleep because of the nightmares that played in his head over and over. Alex was a mess and he was broken, his family vacation did him more harm than good and he wished that he had not gone.
Alex felt everything and all the emotions that he had kept and pushed deep down were coming out. He could not numb the pain anymore as much as he could in the past and he was not ready to face those feeling of fear, insecurity and guilt that he felt. Alex sat on his bed thinking about his brother’s mean words and the look on his fathers face that seem to hurt him badly. Alex decided to go for a walk, hoping that it would clear his head and also distract him from doing something that will hurt him.
The night was cold and he was enjoying it, he let out a sigh as he kept walking but stopped when he noticed someone who seemed familiar seating. Alex walked closer and noticed that it was Libby; he wondered why she was out here this late. He got close to her and said, “How are you?” before taking a seat next to her.
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Será que chegou o momento em que posso te pegar uma bebida?
Text: Libby
Fritz: On a scale of 1-10 how mad are you?
Reunited and It Feels So Good || Libby and Fritz
Fritz hopped into his car after settling in at his new home with Mason and his son. Boy was he excited to get into being an Uncle. The picture that hung from his mirror inside his car was now trivial as he would get to see the little tike every day. Pulling on his shades he put the car in drive and started heading towards one of his favorite places in Tree Hill.
Libby’s household rose up on the horizon and it was then that he knew he was finally home. Her house was one where he’d discovered more about himself through the eyes of his best friend than anywhere else. It had been far too long since the too had gone their separate ways due to a twist of fate that they’d been born two years a part. But there was no mistaking that the two were meant to be best friends. He hadn’t told Libby that he was moving back to Tree Hill so that he might surprise her with the good news. The two hadn’t talked a whole lot in the last couple of months but the boy couldn’t wait to change that. Whenever they reunited it was always as if nothing had changed. The stability in this friendship was something he would never risk, for it kept him going through his hardest of times. Pulling up into the parking spot just out side her house, he hummed as he practically skipped up the driveway. With a quick knock to the door, now all he had to do was wait.
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Rip in the Tides: Fritz&Libby
Fritz’ world had been turned upside down this past summer, in almost every way. But one thing that always remained constant was his friendship with Libby. As the end of summer approached, a new chapter for Fritz seemed to be looming, but how that chapter was to be written hung in the balance. The only thing he knew for sure right now was that Marley was his one true love and that he needed a break. The best person to escape whatever was going on in his world with was always Libby. Their time was theirs alone, a safe haven for making sense of this crazy world they lived in. But how to bring up the idea of leaving her and moving to New York with Mason was another issue entirely. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to breach the subject at all today, as there was no reason to worry her if he wasn’t even going to go. But the overwhelming part of him wanted to talk to her about going, because he did trust her judgement very highly. Either way, this was going to be some much needed fun for him. Slipping into his car, he honked his horn just outside her place, waiting somewhat patiently.
You have [6] missed calls
Ryan Locke: [1] missed call
Kris Jenkins: [2] missed calls
Libby Lane: [3] missed calls
Text || Libby Lane
Sugar: Is there a reason you're not at work? You were supposed to cover for us today.