@rxciidivist , continued !
she regretted bringing the topic up as soon as the words left her lips. after all, they were friends now, weren’t they? they both cared about each other now, right? but to hear that he didn’t even remember what he did ... it hurt. a lot.
❛ you don’t remember ... at all? ❜ she whispered, eyes glued to the cracked sidewalk. ❛ you used to make fun of my accent, my clothes ... more than once. ❜ though she knew in her heart that he probably rarely brought it up, she remembered how it bothered her everyday.
she shrugged, as if that would release the nervous tension building in her neck. ❛ but hey! i’ve gotten better, right? ❜















