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    “Goodnight, Kennedy,” she says, then rises up to kiss him on the cheek. She rushes in the house and closes the door before she can gauge his reaction. She leans her back against the door then slides down, fighting the ghost of a laugh.

     

    God, she thinks, I feel so stupid.

     

    But it’s a good kind of stupid; she can’t find it within herself to mind.

     

    Or: The Prom and the aftermath.

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    10 Oct 2020

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    Holy SHIT man this is good what the fuck

    I'm like actually crying asdkgh[w0erigjkwg[ohsgdjlo;k