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The history between Sawyer and Izzy ran deep. Their hoe days had been fun but having lost one of her partners-in-crime to — well, crime— hadn’t been ideal. Even as she tried to settle down just before he went inside, Sawyer and her had a blast. Izzy wondered how the more matured versions of themselves would do now, so she texted him, even in the midst of all of this bullshit with the explosion and invited him to meet her at the Dive. When he arrives, it takes everything not to make the joke— but she makes it anyway. “Guess five years inside didn’t leave you totally technology deficient— or you were hoping it was a nude, huh? Sorry to disappoint,” she grins. Izzy orders a water, her new signature drink, as she crosses her legs on the barstool. “Then again, not sure how my new boyfriend,” the word still felt weird in her mouth, “would feel about that..” she offers, even though she’s fully confident Wyatt wouldn’t care at all. They had an interesting agreement on their hands and clearly, it was working for the time being or Izzy wouldn’t have conceded to them being a couple. “Any news on your end about mystery girl number one that I’m not allowed to bother? Or are you too busy with the whole Club situation?”














