apparently, the last few months have been trying on everyone in the park familly. she died, came back, had a traumatic but revelatory breakup and spent two months putting herself back together. arlo, on the other hand, has been through two bodies, not including his own, in the last few months. “ i hate to say i told you so, ” no she doesn’t. she may be working on herself, but she’s not becoming a different person. she loves being right, sue her. “ but i told you so. a month in this city without me and you get body snatched. ” she casts her glance over his new body, still can’t seem to get used to it. he hasn’t just changed his name, or dyed his hair. no, he’s an entirely different person. “ you need me. ” she says it as though it’s a simple fact of life. it might be, at this point. and she might as well need him too, but she isn’t going to tell him that. ( not now, if not ever. ) she turns her head, ankles crossed where she’s standing. “ especially because your mother probably thinks you’re either in a drug den or having a psychotic break. you know that, right? ” @pcthstrayed
