@lwilighlmuses ｜leah & rachel
With the flurry of returning home, Rachel had a lot on her plate. She’d had to reconnect with her family, been thrown into a surprising whirlwind romance, got told all the old legends were real, had to set up with work a remote position, all while trying to ignore the ghost of her mother that seemed to chase her every step. Needless to say, she hadn’t had much time to rekindle old friendships, but that had to change.
Even if one of her nearest and dearest friends didn’t seem the same as she had in high school.
Rachel had been there when Sam had broken Leah’s heart and Emily had played homewrecker. She’d done everything in her power to give the two the cold shoulder and support her friend. Yet, she hadn’t stuck around for long, leaving just a few months after the incident, when they all graduated, and she regret it - another thing to add to her guilty conscience.
But, she was back now. And while Rachel had a better understanding of what had happened - too good an understanding really, with an imprint of her own snapping into existence - she still wanted Leah to know that nothing had changed. Despite recognizing a shitty, unavoidable situation for a shitty, unavoidable situation, her heart was still on Leah’s side.
So, needless to say, she really wanted to reconnect with her old friend. Beyond pleased that Leah had agreed to meet, she grinned as she finally spotted the other woman. “I feel like I haven’t seen you in years, girly.” she joked, pulling the other girl into a tight hug. “Gosh, I missed you.” she murmured into Leah’s shoulder.
