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Tag to Terry :)
Who: Terry Boot & Aidan Chambers.
Where: Terry's flat.
What: Aidan is still obstinate and brings over all the things he ever borrowed from Terry to 'officially' terminate their friendship. He gets a surprise.
When: Afternoon.
Rating: TBD.
Status: Closed. Incomplete.
It felt weird to think that the remains of their friendship could so easily be wrapped up in a neat little box. There were a few books, some music, a brightly coloured shirt (Aidan still recalled the party after which Terry lent him the shirt all-too-vividly) and for some reason a pair of chopsticks. That was all that was left of their friendship.
Aidan swallowed nervously and tried to focus in the lingering anger but it didn't help. He felt horrible. Guilty. Betrayed. Too judgemental. Lied to. Truth be told, he had no bloody clue what he felt and only wanted to get things over with.
The Irishman sighed, angrily pulled a strand of hair behind his ear (which immediately fell into his face again) and knocked on the door to Terry's flat. He was going to shove the box into Terry's hands and leave. Simple, right?
Where: Terry's flat.
What: Aidan is still obstinate and brings over all the things he ever borrowed from Terry to 'officially' terminate their friendship. He gets a surprise.
When: Afternoon.
Rating: TBD.
Status: Closed. Incomplete.
It felt weird to think that the remains of their friendship could so easily be wrapped up in a neat little box. There were a few books, some music, a brightly coloured shirt (Aidan still recalled the party after which Terry lent him the shirt all-too-vividly) and for some reason a pair of chopsticks. That was all that was left of their friendship.
Aidan swallowed nervously and tried to focus in the lingering anger but it didn't help. He felt horrible. Guilty. Betrayed. Too judgemental. Lied to. Truth be told, he had no bloody clue what he felt and only wanted to get things over with.
The Irishman sighed, angrily pulled a strand of hair behind his ear (which immediately fell into his face again) and knocked on the door to Terry's flat. He was going to shove the box into Terry's hands and leave. Simple, right?