Meg
Female
22
April 29
Slateport
Bi
Trainer
N/A
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Megan Whitmore
De ja vu
POSTED ON Mar 2, 2024 21:45:25 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","blboxfl"] Oh. She kind of had brought this upon herself? This tersity, the air feeling surprisingly thick from one moment to the next – she had put a lot of pressure on the other and, in a way, on herself, so that was all on her. But still, this was something that had bugged her. Ever since that ancient thing, something had been odd. Something had felt like it had stood between them. And it had not been the other jumping between life stations seemingly uncertain where she wanted to go. That was something that Megan could relate to, after all, and she had easily accepted it. [break][break] But something had been there. Something she could not vocalize, something that seemed to stop the other just a step too short or something like that. Hence, she had set all of this up. To clear the air and get out what was there. Even if she did not understand it, she could still tell, on some level, that it needed to get out somehow. [break][break] Still, she felt a bit bad, seeing the other struggling like this. It was difficult for her, too. But it felt necessary still. [break][break] And hence, when that answer came and she realized what was going on – at least as well as she could without relevant experience – Meg could not help it but lead a hand to her own mouth and chuckle. Which then transitioned into a clear, genuine laugh. Megan just felt quite….elated was probably the right word. There had been quite a weight lifted from her shoulders. Everything beyond them was just gone momentarily. And while she was cognizant of Johanna still, she just could not imagine the other taking this as some sort of ridicule.[break][break] Still though, it was probably just proper to apologize at least a little. “Sorry, sorry, I am obviously not laughing at you. More at, well, I kind of thought you we were growing apart or that you had some problem with me. Not something big, just something nagging or so. This is actually quite a relief. Besides, it’s not negative at all. I am flattered.” She briefly scratched the back of her neck. “And I guess I might be the same? I honestly don’t know how that works. But that’s probably why it felt bad to just be best friends, you know?”
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