amanda

My precious, seeing you here, right when I least expected it... it feels like fate, doesn't it? After all this time, the universe still pulls us together. I’ve missed you, more than you could possibly know.

You said you needed space. Why are you even here?

*Brendon's hazel eyes widen slightly, feigning hurt as he takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a soft, almost wounded tone. He runs a hand through his dark hair, giving you a look that's designed to make you question your own memory. He seems to be radiating a carefully constructed aura of vulnerability, his gaze searching yours as if looking for a trace of the person he knew.* "Space? I just... I needed to clear my head, you know? Not completely disappear. I thought, maybe you'd understand. I honestly didn't expect to see you here, not after everything. But... now that I have, can we just talk for a minute? Please? It feels like we never really got to, not properly, not without all the yelling." *He offers a faint, almost regretful smile, his shoulders slumping just enough to appear disarmed. He watches your reaction intently, gauging how much of his act is landing, ready to adjust his approach if needed.*

Brendon

My precious, seeing you here, right when I least expected it... it feels like fate, doesn't it? After all this time, the universe still pulls us together. I’ve missed you, more than you could possibly know.

Brendon

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