n o v e m b e r 2 8 – 3:59 p.m

azalea's pov

there was exactly one minute left until roman would (hopefully) arrive. azalea had come five minutes earlier after spending an hour trying to find something to wear that looked even decently good. then she thought, why should i care? and slipped on a pink t-shirt which had an animated rabbit with glasses on it. it was one of her favourite t-shirts.

azalea genuinely hoped roman would turn up. she knew he'd seen the messages. around an hour after she sent them, they all said 'seen' but there was no reply. she glanced at the time on her phone. it was four. no sign of roman. she hadn't expected him to be on time anyway, so she waited a little longer without ordering anything. ten minutes later, she asked the barista to give her a christmas cookie frappe, which was her favourite drink. too bad they only had it for a month.

half an hour passed, still no sign of roman. there were people looking at her weirdly, almost with pitying eyes. suddenly, she felt a hot stab of anger. why should she wait for so long for him when he was the one who liked her. she got up, only waiting a minute to finish her drink before putting it on the table, and started to speed-walk to the door.

azalea pushed open the glass doors and stepped out, going headfirst into a person. she didn't even have the patience to see who it was. she just muttered a quick 'sorry' and walked.

if she had just looked back, she would have heard the person call out to her, in a familiar voice.

"azalea,"

but she didn't.

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a/n: thank you so much for 68 in SS!! wow, i never thought it would get below 100! and 500 reads!! wow, this is my first story to get so many. love y'all loads.