Anonymous Sat 29 Jun 2024 00:53:30 No.66982914 Report

Quoted By: >>66983675 >>66983997

>>66982860
I don't really watch series or shows tbqh
For my req can I get E2 Inco goes out for a coffee, needs a little time away from Olivia, Mia comes across him and they start chatting, Olivia finds them together and shit goes down, BAD

Can be linked to that breakup green from yesterday or a completely separate timeline where they're still together.

Anonymous Sat 29 Jun 2024 01:39:02 No.66983997 Report

Quoted By: >>66984160 >>66984175

>>66982914

>>66983799
Req it now, I'll bump you to the top of the list as I did offer you some happy Olivia the other day.

>Another day off and another day alone. Olivia and I haven't separated fully, yet. We might as well be strangers that share a house at this point. I haven't spoken to her in over two weeks. Just quiet nods and routine life. I have taken up hanging out in a local cafe, some light reading to pass the time. Anything to get out of the house.
>Same table, same drink and even same barista. This is starting to become a habit. I flip open a small book I've been chewing through in my attempts at escape from the reality of life. Something sappy, I've picked. Romance novel. It leaves a longing pain in me as I read it. I still push into it, the saccharine sweetness filling the gap in my own life. I turn another page and take another sip.
>I hear a chair across from me being pulled. Happens from time to time. I usually just accept the guest, no conversation. Not really in any mood for it.
>A familiar voice chides. "You know you can read porn in private?" I raise my eyes from my book to see a red parasaur, tank top, ripped jeans and leather boots. The jacket seems to have been ditched.
>I pause. I don't want to do this. She'll tear me apart like before. I consider my options. Ignore her? Not a chance in hell I can do that. Tell her off? Unless I want a spiked tail to the chest that's not the play either.
>Running it is. I start to stand but the little table I'm at is pushed into me, slamming me right back down. No escape for me, it seems. A common theme.
>"What do you want, Mia?" I'm cold to her.
>"Aww c'mon Inky I just wanted to say hi to a highschool friend. No need to be sour." I bite the inside of my mouth.
>"Okay, "Hello"." I dryly state.
>"Jeeze you've got a real stick up your ass now. Olivia not screw you enough?" My jaw clenches. She notices.
cont.

Anonymous Sat 29 Jun 2024 01:47:37 No.66984175 Report

Quoted By: >>66984382

>>66983997
>"Oh something up? C'mon tell little ol' Mia about it." She sets her drink down fully now and rests her hand on her hands, elbows on the table. I want nothing more than to not speak to her.
>But maybe it's for the best. I haven't spoken to a soul about our arrangements at the moment. Not mom or dad, or even the paynes. Mia of all people is who I'm really considering opening up to. I hate myself for this but I talk to her a bit.
>"Just...some rocky bits. You and Ben well?" I deflect as well as I can, a bit of steam coming off from the littlest mention to another soul. I need to talk to someone else about this.
>"We broke up not but a few weeks after prom." She shrugs. No problem whatsoever to her, huh?
>"So, "rocky bits" huh?" She's not gonna just drop it, is she?
>"Normal spats, you know."
>"And that's why you're here, alone on a Friday?" She's too perceptive for me to get anything passed her. It's either leave now or let her in on how much I dread going home.
>Mia gets a bit of a strange look on her face. Is that actual worry?
>"Look, Inco. Just tell me. What's the worst that happens?" She prods holes in my resolve. I find the story coming out of my mouth before I can stop it.
>"We had a big fight. Think we're done." The largest sigh I've let out in my life escapes me. It's like a weight has fallen off from just the admittance. Now that I've said it it's real. It's no longer just a thought.
>"Her loss." Mia shrugs. I get a bit suspicious of her backhanded praise.
>"Look, I really gotta just get going." I try to stand again but yet again take a table to the solar plexus.
>"Nah we're not done. I need details." A mouse caught in a trap. I let her in on the details of our years together. The inability to accept any sort of praise. Refusal of help and downward spiral of both of us. I feel empty as the words leave me. No anger, no love, no yearning. Just nothing.
cont Liv soon.

Anonymous Sat 29 Jun 2024 01:56:35 No.66984382 Report

Quoted By: >>66984520 >>66984555

>>66984175
>I finally let it all come to light. The catharsis removes a pit in my stomach that had lived there for months, if not years.
>"Good thing you're dumping her ass." A swig taken. I bark back.
>"Stop it."
>"She's no good for you." I can't refute her.
>"You'll do better apart." I have to shut my eyes at this. Her words ring true in my heart but I can't accept them.
>"Eh you'll bounce back. Look at you." Another strange bit of praise from her as she gestures me over. I really don't want to think about the future right now and push it away.
>"Better than me, at least. I'm a clerk down at the local 8/12." she leans back in her chair, threatening to snap the fragile thing.
>"Tough trying to get hired at any mechanic shop after they find out you put your old boss in the hospital after he refu-" Mia stops mid sentence. I notice she's looking behind me. I turn my head to see what stopped her speech.
>It's...Olivia. This place isn't but a couple block walk so I'm not too surprised at her presence. I'm more shocked at the look on her face. A mix of seething rage, pain and surprise. Betrayal.
>She slowly wheels herself over to our table. Mia surprisingly silent and still as she does so.
>"...this is where you've been going on your days off?"
>I nod at her. She moves her gaze to Mia, her voice quiet.
>"And been... meeting with her?"
>I start to deny, apologize and explain. Mia beats me to the punch.
>"Nah I just met him today, think we'll make this a regular thing, though." Olivia grips her chair tightly.
>"Mia you fucki-"
>"He told me about you two, yknow." Mia smiles widely. I go into shock as Olivia looks at me, hurt.
>"So the way I'm seeing it here: You two aren't together." Olivia and I both flinch at this assessment.
>"Why do you care about what Inco gets up to, then?"
>"Mia we still-"
>"Love each other? Really?" Mia rips the words out of her mouth.
cont.

Anonymous Sat 29 Jun 2024 02:05:21 No.66984555 Report

Quoted By: >>66984601

>>66984382
>The air hangs still. Silent and heavy. Olivia looks to me. Begs me with her eyes to tell her Mia is wrong, to come to her defense. I start to open my mouth to do so.
>Something in the back of my mind holds my vocal chords still. I try to fight it back. I'm unable. I stand there, silent. I watch as Olivia slowly melts. Her shoulders dropping at my delay.
>Her face lowers, no more anger just true and pure pain. Regret. I have to help her, say something. Anything.
>I'm held yet still. She degrades further into acceptance. Shock to emptiness, realization. A cold, rattling loneliness creeps in.
>No more words are spoken. Her head hung low and she dejectedly wheels out, barely a spark of life left in her. Left in us.
>This is it. The very utmost last chance. If she wheels out that door we'll never speak again as any sort of friend. I if I can't speak now it's over. Now and forever.
>The door to the cafe slowly closes shut behind her.
>Reality settles slowly as I stare. Everything is different. Any illusion I've been carrying just left with her. I wonder if I'll even see when she goes.
>Mia interrupts my thoughts. "Well, how about that offer?" I grit my teeth and look to Mia, causing this.
>She's offering her phone to me, a number displayed on it. I consider smashing the thing. I'm in no mood to deal with her. Not now not ever. I start to roughly stand to leave now but a single sentence rings out from Mia, stopping me dead a few feet from the table.
>"Don't let her ruin your future, too."
>It rattles my brain like a cage. I don't want to hate, to feel pain like this anymore. I just want to go home now and be alone. I turn to face Mia. For the first time ever I see concern in her face.
>I don't know if this is crocodile tears, some sick reason to keep me under her boot or genuine empathy from her. I relent and step back towards her. I know I shouldn't, this is simply asking for it but that tiniest bit of actual warmth from her is like a drug.
cont

Anonymous Sat 29 Jun 2024 02:07:13 No.66984601 Report

Quoted By: >>66984693 >>66984708

>>66984555
>My hand shakes as I get my own phone out, sharing numbers. I shouldn't. Not this soon not ever.
>I finish sending a testing message of "Hey."
>And get one back, an emoji of a middle finger. Familiarity and nostalgia hit me. I don't know if she's doing this on purpose.
>"Friday's your day off, then?"
>I nod at her.
>"See ya next week, Inco." I stand staring down at my phone as Mia leaves first.

Fin.

>>66983932
Gimme just a sec then we get you some happiness.