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Me: Yes

Jace: NO

Me: Please I’ and she likes hione she sits by the door and cries all day

Jace: Ugh

Me: I’ We’ll get lunch, my treat And then walk around for a while I just need to be out, and I’ out by myself makes me lonely and then I cry You don’t want me to cry in public do you?

Jace: Ugh

Jace: Text me where you are I’ll be there in five

Jace: But you’re buying er ever

Me: Deal

I look where I am and text him the address and then sit in my car to wait for him to meet me

It doesn’t take hi up the road He’s really tall so he stands out He’s er on top and shorter on the sides and he has it shoved back, like he’s been running his fingers through it a lot

I hop out of my car and meet him on the streets “Thanks, Jace” I smile at him—and he should seriously kno thankful I am since I didn’t call him Jacen I know he hates his first na Jaceusted look on his face like he tastes so sour

He shrugs like it’s no big deal—but a few years ago, before Nova, no convincing on otten him to come out with me

“Where do you want to go?” he asks

“I have no real agenda I just had to get out, so I left”