MCA #2 | Sunday Morning

[long_memory]

As much as Silver had tried to ignore his own feelings, even he had to admit this had been a long time coming. Flint had been right (which was so irritating), and Silver couldn't take it anymore. Leaving was hard...even harder knowing what he was voluntarily walking back to.

He jotted off a text to Rey before turning his phone off for good. Not like he could take it with him where he was going.

[This is Silver's last post, and it's for Rey!]

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[thatwaslucky]

"I don't know if the timing for this is ever good," Rey pointed out.

[long_memory]

"...that is very true," he admitted. "So I'm doing it extremely right?"

[thatwaslucky]

"I think you're doing it right." There was another one of those little pauses. "I don't think there was ever going to be a good time for this after I texted you to come over that night. But I'm not mad. And like you said, we're going to be okay."

[long_memory]

"We are." He was much more confident that she was going to be okay rather than him, but he wasn't about to worry her with his pessimism. "How would you like to spend the next few hours?"

[thatwaslucky]

She meanwhile was completely confident he was going to be okay. No doubt in her mind.

"I kind of just want to hold you," she admitted.

[long_memory]

He smiled, though there was a twinge of sadness to it. "I'd like that too."