scream ft vara

[skyler winter carters]

rounds were possibly the most horrible thing that winter ever had to do in his entire life. he hated them more than anything he had ever though possible. the thing about rounds however, if he had someone with him, they were bearable but if he was alone then it wasn't. especially if it was at night. he may have gone to the school for the past sixth years, but it was still quite the freak show when he was alone in the dark. he sighed as he walked through the fifth floor trying to see if people were out of curfew. thankfully he didn't see anyone that was out which made him feel better on the inside. as much as he enjoyed being head boy and carrying out his duties, he wanted to go through all the floors and head back to bed and quickly and utterly possible. he couldn't do that if he was writing detention slips to every stupid kid he saw. as he made his way up to the sixth floor winter scratched the back of his head. he didn't want to do this but he had to check the worst room of all, the combined common room.

he sighed before he went into the common room, just one entrance, he didn't take his time and found only one person in the room. he cursed in his head as his brown eyes found hers. he had no idea what to tell her. he wanted to yell and cry. wanted to run and hide and all of this seemed so weird to him. after the dance lesson, winter had just felt so awkward around her. every time he saw her around school he ran the other way, that's just how things were. he didn't want them to be like that but he couldn't change them and he wasn't about to try to. but what was he supposed to do now, give her detention or just turn around and leave? winter stared at her perfection for a couple more minutes before he spoke. "i'm supposed to give you detention" he told vara, taking a couple of deep breaths.

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[vara elisabeta weasley]

while vara wasn't doing rounds, she had her own issues to deal with while at school. plenty was going on and frankly it was only getting to be more and more stressful for her. schoolwork piled up, her relationship became much more serious, and then to top it all off the deadline of her decision was creeping up and around the corner. everything would lead up to that. she'd get out of this shitty school with all the shitty people in it, and be able to live her life without a single flick of a wand again. maybe that was what she needed most. a break from all the people she knew for six or seven years would be awfully nice. maybe if she was lucky, vara would meet a hip hop millionaire on a music video shoot and then she wouldn't even have to work that much. but until then she was stuck in school, and for as long as she was stuck in school she really needed to buckle down and study for her potions exam the following day. she didn't even remember what time she had gotten into the common room, but there she sat, parchments and textbooks scattered around as she usually kept them while reviewing. while vara was incredibly bright and studious, she often was disorganized and learned much better that way.

however it was mid-study when she heard someone enter, then a voice which she knew all too well. 'i'm supposed to give you detention.' vara turned her head to look at him from the couch, smiling apologetically like she always had when he caught her doing something she shouldn't have. "come on wintie, please make an exception? i lost track of time with this stupid test tomorrow." things had been awkward since their lesson. vara showed it a lot less than he did, but wasn't much better in terms of how it was handled. instead of just turning around she'd give more attention to her boyfriend, or bury herself in her book. hell, she didn't even glance at his side of the room if they had a class together. but it looked as if, for tonight, they were stuck in a situation where they had to interact.

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notes: hey boo
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[skyler winter carters]

winter was in complete and utter shock. everything about this was just too much for the boy. he couldn't handle the fact that he had lost her because he had. everything about the vara, he had loved, the one that he had fallen in love with was gone. short little spurts of her would light up again but the sense of her was gone. vanished and he hated that. replaced by an evil girl wanting to know every little bit of him. the worst part of it all, she probably suspected him to be a cheater. that that was his big secret, that he was cheating on her. winter felt nauseous just thinking of doing that to her. when vara had ending things in their biggest fight to date, winter had been devastated. it was only when autumn came to him, in the weirdest of sense. he told her he was fine, insisted even, but she saw threw that. autumn didn't heal winter and winter was never sure if she knew that completely, but she sure as hell was trying. the thing was, winter was head over heels for vara, had been since first year and most likely always would be.

as he stared at her winter wasn't sure what to do. his muscles tensed up and everything inside him told him to run. to just turn around and never see that red head little girl again. never. just turn around, don't look back. however there was another side of him, the side of him that begged him to never look again. to just look at her for the rest of his life. that was the problem with winter. he didn't care that he wasn't with her, he just wanted to be apart of her life. it would be better if he was the apart that got to marry her, father her children but if not, then he was happy too. he just loved her too much to be away from her. winter opened his mouth to speak and it stayed open for a moment before he remembered he had to say something. "uh... i uh don't think i should," he stuttered out suddenly, still standing awkwardly. winter had no idea what to do. he knew when they had dated him and vara had been out after hours to do things but this, he had no idea how to react to this. mostly because he never in his life thought he wouldn't be with vara.

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[vara elisabeta weasley]

"thanks i just... ezra was supposed to help me but he's really not the best studying partner in the world and then rose needed my help with something else and i pulled something stretching earlier- thank you for the break, basically." vara gave a sigh and rubbed her head, shutting her book and placing her quill down, trying to act like she wasn't completely freaking out on the inside. if they were still dating winter would've been helping her as much as she needed - even though potions was her best subject outside of herbology. but no, this wasn't the old winter. they had both changed a lot after the break up. winter got that stupid streak, started smoking... vara went through a slut phase and then settled down with the class asshole after a long summer of spending time with him alone. but they never really mentioned their new partners while in each other's earshot. obviously they saw each other, but nothing was said outside of passive small-talk like 'so are you and ezra going to that party?' 'yeah, you and summer?' and that was if vara and winter were even talking at all that week. there was a time where vara hated him, but she didn't have the energy, or the ability, to do that any longer than she already had.

part of the red head wanted winter to come over and sit with her like they used to, part of her wanted him just to turn away and leave her alone. instead, he did neither. he was just standing there. awkward. winter was legitimately the definition of awkward right now. so awkward, in fact, it drew a laugh from her lips, and she covered her mouth completely. how embarrassing. at least she could talk. "i-i'm sorry, but are you just going to stand there? you're making me so uncomfortable!" vara's tone, though, was something that she hadn't used with him in what seemed to be forever and a day. she was amused. she was grinning and laughing at him - but not negatively at all. she was even teasing a little bit. it was like they were back in their fourth year and he was that bumbling failure at forming words around her again. part of it was settling, like some sort of normalcy had reentered her life just in time to help her settle down a little bit. "how about you give me a free pass to stay out late for my last month of school? you'd be the best head boy in the world."

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[skyler winter carters]

the moment vara mentioned his name winter could feel himself tense up. it was just like he had when she had started dating that slytherin sprick. he didn't like him one bit in fact he thought ezra wasn't worse for vara. vara needed something who could intellectually match her, someone who could love her down to pieces, someone who couldn't let her go, someone... someone like winter. no, vara needed winter. hell vara had had winter and she had given him away to the sea like it was nothing. that was that. winter and vara even had the same taste in music, food and just about everything else. there was about in their relationship that vara had started planning their wedding. for fun, and winter had never wanted to just think about it but picturing her walking towards him in that beautiful white dress was just too much for him. after that all winter thought about was vara in her wedding dress, and their life forever after. that was winter's biggest mistake. after that, winter physically couldn't picture his life without her. that's why he didn't move from his bed for three days after their break up. ryder kept bringing him food, though winter barely touched it. he was hurt, he was broken, hell he still was and there was little that could change that.

"right... you're welcome," winter and his awkwardness could he do nothing else right? why did he have to stand there like some sort of lost fool. he couldn't think of anything else to do, or think of anything else. right now, all winter could think about was all those times that he had been in here, late, when he was supposed to be doing rounds just cuddling or doing work. or those times during the day when they had just sat here and done absolutely nothing and simply talked for hours on end without stop. that's what happened when one talked with their soulmate, no end was near. unless winter couldn't find the words to tell her his biggest secret. as soon as she spoke winter simple shook his head and walked over to her, sitting on a couch, close enough but far enough away from her that they were not touch. "sorry... i just i uh sorry," he stumbled out uncomfortably. winter did not say a word when vara mentioned this would be her last month in school, his face dropped and his head bowed slightly. he had almost forgotten that she was leaving him... until she reminded him. he felt that horrible stab in his heart but remained speechless.

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[vara elisabeta weasley]

frankly vara weasley had absolutely no feelings for ezra initially. it was right after her easy phase and, honestly, the relationship was out of spite. it was to say 'i have someone and you don't.' it was to say 'look at who i spent time with all summer?' little did she know that feelings would actually come from their rendez-vous. she officially landed the school's player, and even was learning to tame him a little bit. if he ever got too out of hand vara would do her signature pout and he turned to mush. it was a good system. but often she would compare the slytherin to the ravenclaw she had loved so dearly, in terms of support and moral integrity... winter accepted her dancing completely, going to every rehearsal he could and every recital, she had to drag ezra. she'd help winter with every test he had, but if she couldn't he understood. if she missed one match of ezra's, it was basically world war three for them later on that night until she 'made up for it.' but she loved him... she knew she loved him... okay, maybe there was some level of doubt, but there was with every relationship! no, that was a lie, she had no doubts with winter. vara was sure, just as winter had been her first everything, he was going to be her last. that didn't work out that well.

when winter came and sat next to her the redhead prickled visibly. what was he doing? 'well, okay. come on vara, you can deal with being inches away from him.' it was then that the smell of cigarettes filled her nose and she looked in her book to hide her face a bit. gross... "what's with the long face? you look really stressed out..." her tone softened and she looked at him, moving so they at least looked at one another and poking him very gently. "parents again?" she never knew much about his parents, all she knew was that the subject stressed him out, and as a result, she believed they were just really tough on him. that was the natural thing to assume in that situation. she had no idea that he actually had two fathers, whenever they saw one another on break he came to her. the weasleys loved him over, after all what father wouldn't? he was, at a first glance, the perfect boy to bring home. or he was before all the smoke and tattoos. "if it cheers you up, your sleeve is looking pretty wicked." vara had gone with him to get it done, but they had fought before she could see how it looked when it healed up. it was their tradition. their special place. part of her hoped that he hadn't gotten anything new without her around to make sure he was okay. who else would hold his hand?

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[skyler winter carters]

vara was it. from the moment he had seen her on the train, winter had known that much. though he hadn't spoken to her then, oh no. he had barely gotten words out to introduce himself to ryder let alone talk to a god like girl. he had spotted her above all the others, her brown hair done perfectly in curls to match her face and it wasn't until ryder had practically fallen on top of him that winter had returned to earth. that's how ryder and winter met, because someone had bumped ryder on the train and winter had been staring at vara. they helped each other up and the best friends became just that, winter never regretted anything about their friendship, except not telling the boy about his family. something he always knew about vara was that she was adopted into the weasley and she was proud of that, she didn't shy away from it. winter didn't either, he wasn't ashamed of his parents, he loved his dad and papa. but there was just something about ryder finding out he was muggleborn or halfblood that gave him the shivers. vara would never judge him. she never did and winter never judged her, that's how he knew it was her. it would always be her.

when vara mentioned his parents winter looked further down. his parents had been nothing but supportive in his post breakup reaction. it had been but childish and he knew it. he had dyed his hair and picked up a nasty habit, but vara had gone off and slept with everything that had a penis, but winter wasn't judging. he was angry that she hadn't slept with him but he wasn't judging. no, his parents weren't on his mind. "just stressed about classes and uh... being in the magical law enforcement patrol, i guess," every since he had been in the foster care system, winter had wanted to be a police officer. since magic was involved he decided to use it to his benefit and become a magical law enforcement patrol. winter looked down at his sleeve and smiled at her, though it quickly turned into a grin. this was a subject he knew he could talk about for hours. "ya think? i love the way it healed!" winter pipped up nicely. "i'm thinking of adding a dove on my hand but uh...," you'd have to be there. winter finished in his head, he looked over at her. he could easily remember getting every single one of the tattoos with the witch beside him. he could remember waking up in the morning and wanting to scratch them and vara slapping his hands away. she had been there for every single one of his tattoos and even if they weren't together, he physically couldn't see her there to hold his hand. and remind him to put on lotion and to slap his hand away and to... how the fuck was he supposed to live without her?

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[vara elisabeta weasley]

"oh right!" vara smiled and grinned back at him, a playful tone overtaking her voice as she lent over and then gently pinched his cheek. "widdle wintew is going to be a powice man!" she even lowered her voice and altered her accent to sound more like ryder did. but then it hit her. she touched him. they were smiling and acting normally with one another, like nothing had ever gone down between them. terror overtook her and she retracted her hands, placing them both close to her form and intertwining them so that they couldn't betray her mind any longer than they already had chosen to. she had always teased him lightly about the whole policeman thing, but it was sweet. he was selfless sometimes, selfish others, but everyone had their moments. and, in his defense, ryder had wanted to be a real fireman until he realized that he'd have to live in the muggle world for that, and no respectable bletchley would do that to themselves. at the latter part of his statement, and at his brighten, vara quieted and kept a smile on her face, though it drooped at the prospect of him getting something done without her. "it wouldn't look good without all my nagging. you know we should go to get the dove done when you go on break, as a thank you for taking me to the train. which, i warn you, ez isn't really pleased about. but whatever, princess dredger can get over it."

however vara hadn't seen the boy on the train to school as he had seen her, well, not in the sense he had. she had seen ryder fall on top of him, and then started laughing her bum off, but then returned to the attention of her relatives as she was supposed to. but then what attracted her to him? he was sweet, and she soon saw that, from his always helping her in her tough classes or just helping her with her books while walking to classes. it was only natural that she became infatuated. a few years later she was his girl, hung out with his friends, was officially into the group, and him with her friends. in effect vara hadn't just mourned for their relationship, it was the fact that she couldn't have all the friends she had made because of her status as winter's girlfriend. so she stayed tight to sapphire, her roommate, and as a result her status changed completely. no, she was no longer regarded a slut in the school because of her boyfriend, but that was her new identity. she was ezra's 'of the month' even though they had been dating for a while. all she wanted was to go back to being 'winter's girl.' she wanted to be able to nag at him for when he did the stupid things he did, and nurse all his boo-boos he'd get in the police academy. but that wasn't an option anymore. he had someone, she had someone. they both had their futures all figured out, and they didn't include one another in the plan.

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[skyler winter carters]

winter wondered what his life would have been if he had never met vara, if that was even a possibility. what his life would have been like without that wonderful bubbly piece of red hair. he couldn't think about, hell he couldn't wrap his mind around that. vara was there for everything. she had been winter's rock and she knew all of winter's secrets except the one that he couldn't tell ryder. that was the problem in all of this. if only winter could tell ryder that he was adopted without feeling like shit for hiding it for six years of friendship, then maybe he could tell vara too and once vara knew, they would be together. winter knew that once that secret was out nothing would stop vara and winter from being together, after all they were absolutely perfect. they were the couple that everyone strived to be. they were lying to themselves if anything else was true. if vara had fallen out of love with him, like she was claiming she was, winter wouldn't know what to do himself. he knew he wasn't out of love with her, he knew that when he was with autumn he couldn't help but compare her to vara. everything she did, from her hair color to her study habits. it all got down to the fact that she wasn't vara, and she would never be. and that killed winter.

winter started laughing when vara spoke and altered her accent. he found it adorable. "yeaaaah," he spoke smiling slightly. the spot where she touched tingled his entire body. he felt as though it were on fire. this was what she did to him. he felt his inside go into flames and all he wanted to go was start to kiss her or cuddle with her by the fire, maybe simply help her with her homework. at least then he could accidentally touch her and it would be okay and he would love that. winter nodded slightly. "i can't exactly imagine he would be," he placed an arm behind his neck and scratched it. "your ex boyfriend is gonna be the last thing you see before you leave hogwarts? big decision.... and uh why is that again?" he had heard the reason maybe a dozen times but he loved it when she told him. when she looked lost and spoke how they were getting along and it just seemed right. some part of winter prayed it was because she wanted him to tell her to stay, which he would. if that was what she wanted to hear, then winter would yell it at the top of his lungs until she understood that he didn't want her to go. "still think it's a bad idea.. we'r- you're so close to graduating," winter could feel his cheeks grow red. he was about to say 'we're just about to get somewhere' but thankfully he had stopped himself. as much as winter missed vara, he was with autumn now, and vara had made the decision that she didn't want to be with him and winter had to respect that. as much as he didn't want to.

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[vara elisabeta weasley]

"i told you why." vara laughed at him incredulously, looking at him with a grin a mile wide and amused eyes, though it calmed and she looked thoughtful. she tried to say it in different phrasing every time she was asked. "well... since you forgot, i just think it would be fitting. i mean you were a whole huge chapter in my life, so it's only right that you're there at the end of it right? plus we've finally stopped arguing enough to be friends again, and i trust you. i don't really trust ezra taking me because he'd be one to sabotage the whole trip so i would end up not going. i mean any boyfriend in his situation would. i think you're above that." she really hoped he would. she just wanted him to stop her and pin her against a wall and show her how much he wanted her not to go. but they were supposed to move on. they were supposed to get over one another and find new people to love and make love with and think of marriage with. but that was the issue. vara was "supposed" to do all of that. it didn't mean that she actually did. "there's no point to me being here if i don't want a career in the magic world, so why make myself learn all this if i don't need it? what i need is training, and more dance classes, and to make connections to i can audition for videos. i don't think hogwarts is the best fit for that as much as i'd love to stay." the sarcasm in her voice was evident. "and i don't have a reason to stay anymore. i can't imagine staying with ezra much longer, classes suck, i can write my friends."

one thing that hadn't changed was vara's openness with the male. she always said what was up and that was why they didn't fight like other couples had. while other girls said "i'm fine" the red head would go up to winter and say, "stop doing *insert action here,* it hurts my feelings." generally, their communication had stayed excellent even while fighting. it was either vara said too much or didn't say anything at all. seemed that extreme was her relationship with winter. she was talking to him or wanting to jump his bones completely. right now, it was the latter option. luckily for her she hid it quite well. sitting next to him with the fire before them, with such little room between them, all vara wanted to do in that moment was move and rest on his chest, cling to his body and just listen to his heartbeat for what would probably be the last time she'd have the luxury to. but that wasn't a possibility for her anymore. she couldn't cuddle him like she could with the rest of her friends. it was killing her just having him there. "uh... you're really red." she commented, leaning her head back so that maybe if she got lazy and drooped a little she would happen to graze him with her head, but not too obviously.

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[skyler winter carters]

yeah she had told him why, maybe a dozen times but did that stop him from wanting to hear her say that she missed him? alright so vara wasn't out right saying 'i miss you and that's why i want you to take me to the station' but it was clear enough that that was it. winter had been against the whole leaving school for the muggle job of dancing, because if it ever fell through in the future and vara needed to support herself, she couldn't do it magically. not without a hogwarts education. she'd be considered a denied wizard and winter didn't want that for her. all she had to do was wait a few months. ezra never seemed to agree with winter however, he had to be dragged to recitals and rehearsal while winter once got kicked out for causing a scene and had to sneak his way back in so he wouldn't miss vara's solo. he knew that ezra wanted her to follow her dream, and the fact was, winter just wanted her to stay. with him would be better but staying was just as great. after all having vara in winter's life made it better, as complicated as it could seem.

winter scratched the back of his neck as vara spoke, not exactly uncomfortable with the conversation but enjoying it. he loved hearing her say those words too much, it fueled him and if it were by him they would have already placed a charm to lock this room and vara's clothes would have been on the floor. but he had someone and she had someone, and there was nothing to be done about that. winter smiled slightly. "right... it's not like i'm your boyfriend. plus how could i possibly sabotage your trip?" scenarios started to pound through winter's head a million miles a minute. he was trying to come up with anything. what if he did this? or that? what if he pulled that? his mind began an endless push and pull of what ifs. he wanted her to stay and he was gonna make her stay, or at least try and convince her too. as soon as vara spoke about not having a reason to stay winter wanted to yell at her. her friends, which she shot down, ezra, which she shot down. winter found his eyes locked on her because he knew if they were still together, vara leaving wouldn't be an option. they would graduate hogwarts together then when the time came winter would help vara in anyway he could so she could pursue her dream... but they weren't together. winter touched his face at the mention of being red, he could feel his cheeks practically burn his hand. "sorry, i was just thinking...," it was never a good idea in the first place, but as he looked at vara, calm and collected he figured talking about this wouldn't be such a bad idea. "do you ever wonder, if you would be leaving if we were still together?" winter spilled out. he avoided eye contact with the small redhead for fear of what she would say.

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[vara elisabeta weasley]

"exactly... you're not my boyfriend, and i don't think you're immature enough to keep me from doing something i love to do." vara commented quietly. part of her wanted him to be that immature. but lost in that topic, she almost didn't hear his question. would she have been going? part of her said yes and part of her said no. what could she tell him? she couldn't give him the idea that she just would stay with him and planned on doing that for the rest of her life. that's what she thought she was going to do, and she was pretty damn sure of it up until winter began to completely avoid her questions. so what could she say to him? she couldn't lie either. after thinking about it for a long, quiet pause, smile leaving her face as she thought. "well... probably not. but if we were together your hair wouldn't be streaked and you wouldn't smell like five packs of fags." her tone was a half joke, but half of her was so angry with him for doing that to himself. he was so perfect before. sure he had tattoos, but he took care of himself and was relatively healthy. his hair was always perfect. now she couldn't even remember what he actually smelled like before the split. the sweaters that he gave her which had his cologne had lost their smell over time, and that realization had made her sob the first time she realized it because that was the loss of any trace of him in her life anymore. she didn't like admitting it, but sometimes when she studied she still wore his clothes for the sake of comfort. "that wasn't a dig by the way, just stating facts." there was no way that she could be with him if he smoked. vara was a healthy girl to the core; she had to be to keep her dancing in top shape.

she had been so sure about winter. from the moment that she really saw him, she knew that he was the one. so why had things panned out like they had? why did he have to lie? to cheat? just thinking about the latter question made her stomach churn with absolute disgust. she screamed at him and cried and cried - the fighting got so bad that people would hear it all the way down the hall of the head boy's quarters. it was so intense that by the end of it vara was completely drained of any feeling, romantic or otherwise. her grades dipped at the end of the year and she made it clear to her head of house that she wouldn't be a prefect in the next school year. the idea of working under winter would have been even worse, let alone running into him during rounds or in the bathroom. but clearly she didn't have to be a prefect to run into him after hours anymore. there she was, sitting with him and speaking openly - sharing her emotions. it was so confusing and so unnerving all at the same time. the flutters in her heart were starting to return, and part of her wanted to run away now.

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[skyler winter carters]

while vara was the one for winter, the only one that winter could ever truly love, he also knew that he had lost her and there was really nothing that he could do about that. he was sadden by this thought, yes, but he didn't exactly try to let it kill his entire mood his entire time. that's why autumn was there. she was supposed to try and shake all the thoughts of vara away. she was supposed to make him winter again. but winter knew himself that he wouldn't be able to be winter again until vara was in his arms. the likelihood of that would be lesser and lesser as time went on. especially when she got closer and closer to that ezra piece of a man and winter didn't approve of one bit. however little of what he said or thought would actually fly with the red head princess, after all she didn't think too fondly of him. he still remembered their fight, how personally insulted he felt when she accused him of cheating. he remembered everything... except how her lips felt on his and that depressed him more than anything.

winter nodded in approval when she spoke. "definitely not that immature," he whispered more to himself than to vara. he knew he was, he knew he was just as immature to stop her and probably would... but winter didn't have the courage to do so. winter laughed slightly. all that was true. he wouldn't had been smoking, hell he wouldn't have even thought about picking it up. that stupid streak that he hated to look at in the mirror would be gone and vara would be in his arms... that was the best part of it all. vara would be his and no one else's. he wouldn't have had to share her with those dozens of guys when she went on her slut streak, though winter tried to look past it. he nodded. "i figured. don't worry about it," he spoke casually. his eyes glanced over the clock. "shit i have to get back to rounds. red, mind if we pick up this up later? you can dig at me all you want," he winked at her playfully before swiftly exiting the room. though he felt it, as soon as he was out of there his heart started to pound and he had to close his eyes. fuck, he was definitely not over her.

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