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noodles 
So they were here..
And seeing Derry and hearing her voice was so familiar.. but now they were detached from one another. Torn apart because of his actions.
The first thing he wanted to say was 'sorry' once again, but he knew how lame it would sound, and saying it over and over made it sound like just a word in the end. But it wasn't. He meant it, every single time he said it, with gut wrenching conviction.
But now he was aware that there was an awkward silence and he was responsible for filling it. He shoved his hands in his pockets, unconsciously mirroring her.
“How...” His voice came out in an unexpected croak. He swallowed. “How have you been?”
Awkward.
This was
so awkward.
And her feelings were all over the place. Everywhere. Just.. a big massive mess of "what even" that was rolling around in her brain.
........
She stood there, staring at her feet, waiting for him to say something but....
Oh.
"Honestly..?" she asked, glancing up at him.
"I've been... awful." No point sugar coating it.
...
She wasn't going to ask him... no.