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My finger grazed against her bruised face "Does it hurt?"

"I’ve felt worse pain"

"I’m so sorry, Elizabeth"

"My friends call me Liz, but you made it pretty clear that we are not friends"

"I don’t kno to be a friend anymore," I whispered

She closed her eyes and placed her forehead toa friend If you ever want htly pressing her lips to my cheek "Tristan"

"Yes?"

"You kissed ers moved to the back of her neck, and I slowly pulled her closer to me "Because you’re beautiful You’re a beautiful, broken kind of wohtly "Tristan?"

"Yes?"

"I’ain"

Her head had been in the toilet for over an hour now, and I stood behind her, holding her hair up "Drink so on the sink

She sat back and took a few sips "Nor"

"We’ve all had these kinds of nights"

"I just wanted to forget for a while To let go of everything"

"Trustacross fro?"

"Dizzy Silly Stupid Sorry about, you know, vouess"

"Was that a set used to it," I joked

"Dangit Too bad It’s kind of nice" She went to stand up and I followed her ht of my day"