'it was the beginning of the end' if they could see her now, what would the handful of AO3 users that had commented on her fanfics think with as cheesy an opener as that?
[Teo's attention has slipped from Maddy, because in that moment, it's all on Ryder. Wonderful, perfect Ryder. Could he have managed the words? He's not so sure. But whether Ryder makes a dent or not, he's proud. He's so stupidly, achingly proud. He wants to squeeze her hand. He wants to hug her tight. He wants to beam at her with all the warmth he can muster, a smile for her and her alone.
He wishes they were alone.
Her hair is hanging in front of her face in its usual way. He's always liked it. Makes her seem a little like him, both a punk and in hiding. But he reaches out. With his free hand, just a slight tremor of fear that even this will infect her, he brushes her hair back behind her ear. His other hand keeps a grip on her sleeve, his anchor.]
Death... shows fast... you have to live... as much as you can... while you can... Second chances... only so often... but ours is... a good one...
[He glances to Maddy, who turns again before she can be caught staring. She's silent a long time, her arms up less in a defiant cross and more like she's trying to hold herself. Finally, she speaks.]
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storywalks) wrote2021-11-17 08:42 pm
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He wishes they were alone.
Her hair is hanging in front of her face in its usual way. He's always liked it. Makes her seem a little like him, both a punk and in hiding. But he reaches out. With his free hand, just a slight tremor of fear that even this will infect her, he brushes her hair back behind her ear. His other hand keeps a grip on her sleeve, his anchor.]
Death... shows fast... you have to live... as much as you can... while you can... Second chances... only so often... but ours is... a good one...
[He glances to Maddy, who turns again before she can be caught staring. She's silent a long time, her arms up less in a defiant cross and more like she's trying to hold herself. Finally, she speaks.]
Let's just go...
[She heads for the door.]