who: @edylanv where: dylan’s car when: evening
Mia had been putting off this conversation for a few days now. Ever since she had returned from the gym the other day, her head was a mess. And it was all thanks to Kennedy. Mia hadn’t known what she had expected from Dylan; she knew he had a past but she didn’t want to think about that or for it to influence her opinion of him. But that was all fine until his past had walked up to her in the gym and started taunting her.
But now today, she had wanted to seek comfort in Dylan, but knew she couldn’t until she had a conversation with him. Amongst all this and the bad news from the doctor about her ankle, her head was a mess and she was barely hanging on. She wiped off the smudged mascara under her eyes from her earlier crying session and threw on a hoodie as she waited for Dylan. This time she didn’t care what she looked like. She just needed to talk to him.








