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Closing his eyes, Felix lets the wind brush on his eyelids as he listens to his surroundings: the birds chirping and cars whooshing by. He lets himself have a moment of peace as he tries to order out his thoughts in his shared garden with the sun having nearly disappeared and light flowing into the darkness from the windows. When a relationship ends, there’s a good side and the bad side. The good side has the person that instigated the end, who walks away with nothing but pity. The bad side has the person who is left lying in the lurch, not knowing what to do with their vacant chest and the pain that comes from any reminders of their p

“Markimoo?” “Yeah?” “What’s this?” Hearing his long term boyfriend calling him from his bedroom, Mark could only hope that this wasn’t yet another prank. The pair had been at war recently, with the last prank having Jack screeching as blood red water poured out of the shower nozzle. Mark had wanted to pull a full on Carrie, but he didn’t have enough fake blood to fill a bucket, so he settled for the red dye in the shower head instead. Smiling to himself at the thought, Mark cautiously made his way over to their bedroom, where Jack had called from. With a suspicious look on his face, h

As Mark looked up, Jack felt a rebound of emotions hit him like a truck. His soothing chocolate eyes were swimming in tears, his crimson hair thick and greasy. He barely looked like himself and Jack realised why. Mark had never been so broken before. "I-I knew I saw you outside! I thought I was j-just hallucinating," Mark choked. Unsure, Jack asked, "It was me. I was coming here like I always do. That's why you're here, right? For me?" "Why else would I be in the smallest cafe in the universe?" Mark joked. Jack was secretly glad there was still banter between them even if the tension was still there. "I'm guessing you want to say somethin