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Had so many things ta say.

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To say to who?

*inhales* Hey.

ooc: Have you seen it yet?

Hello, James.

How... How are you? *is obviously a little shaken*

ooc: Yay! So good.

I'm fine. Are you alright?

I am now. *small smile* You sure are a sight for sore eyes, you know that? Hell you're a sight for any eyes.

*slow smile* I've got to admit, it's really good to see you, too.

So... you're sayin' you miss me?

You want me to say it?

Not if you ain't gonna mean it. no.

I guess it's a good thing I mean it, then.

I miss you, too, Freckles. Hell, I even miss callin' you Freckles.

I miss hearing it.

*hesitates* Can I ask you somethin'?

What is it?

If you could... go back and change somethin'. Just say something that you hadn't said or do somethin' you didn't do... would you?

I don't know. Sometimes... I think about it. Why are you asking me?

~~Because I should have said it before you were gone.~~ No reason. Just... thinkin'. Don't you worry your pretty little head about it.

So what are you doin' right now?

Just... spending time with Aaron.

Ah.

How's the little squirt doin'?

He's good. He's really good.

That's good. I... He's in good hands.

There's still time to say it.

Time... that's a laugh.

If you're breathing you still have time.

Time's a pretty... unstable concept as of late, sweetheart.

Time is only stable in the comfortable world of the everyday human. For the rest of us it flexes and bends and runs and does all kinds of unpleasant things.

Unpleasant ain't the half of it, gorgeous.

Torturous? Hateful? Spiteful? Or should I keep listing synonyms?

It's a bitch, plain and simple.

I'm sure.

:( I hope everything's okay.

It's... yeah. Everything's fine. Just... thinkin'.

Well...if by chance you need someone to bounce your thoughts off...don't hesitate.

*arches an eyebrow* You a shrink or somethin'?

*laughs* Far from it. I'm just a good listener.

Well, I think I'll be fine. Thanks,... what was your name?

Chloe. Chloe Sullivan.

Chloe? Huh. I knew a Chloe once.

Oh? Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Good. Spent a whole summer pretendin' I wanted nothin' ta do with her. And she spent a whole summer knowin' better. I miss bein' a kid again.

*smiles wistfully* Things were definitely less complicated.

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