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[yeahgen]

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"There must be something, something we can’t...

“Touche, but let’s assume he did have the choice for a minute here. It’s boring if it’s just ‘oh he was trapped in there. Why would someone stay if they could go?”

‘Maybe there was something worth staying for.’

‘Something you’d give up your life to protect. An ideal, a person...it’s things like that that make us smaller and less important in comparison.’

[yeahgen]

"There must be something, something we can’t imagine, to make a person stay in a burning house; there must be something there. You don’t stay for nothing."

BOOK STARTERS VOL.28     ( FAHRENHEIT 451 )    ( RAY BRADBURY )  

‘You assume he has the choice to leave.’

‘If he was trapped, then dying would be the fastest way out.’

What a depressing topic.

‘Reality runs duller than the ideal on most days.’

[neelafloro]

(-- @hydefloro

Coming back to Westwick wasn’t ideal, but Neela knew that it had to be done. Not that she had anything against the city she now considered home, but living away from her responsibilities for about a year now had made her rethink some things. One thing that she couldn’t keep postponing was talking to Hyde. They still have a few things to work on, and after spending as much time apart from him as she did, Neela finally felt confident enough to reach out to him again and try to work on their differences. She still had feelings for him, but some things had to change in order for them to survive, that was for sure.

Granted, she wasn’t going to simply show up at his place uninvited, so, she sent him a text saying she was back in Westwick and asking if he was willing to chat with her, after all, she did leave him without looking back and would completely understand if he didn’t want to see her again. Neela was glad to receive a positive answer, so after a meeting at USC and stopping by a grocery shop to get them a bottle of wine, she went to Hyde’s place---their old house---and knocked on his door. Hopefully they’d be able to come out of this in a good way.

There was a smile on her face when she saw him, although... he did look more tired than what she could remember. it was still a highly familiar face.

“Hyde.” She said, still smiling as she raised her hand to show him the bottle of wine. “Thanks for having me. I brought wine. May I come in?”