Feeling like a scabber wasn't the worst part of being Pultzier's pet, it was the absolute guilt and dread you felt when you thought about your friends and Davey. Safe to say you didn't last long with them, and you and Jack left as soon as you came. You feared having to see David after what he saw that morning, but you knew he would eventually forgive you. One thing that was good about being taken away from the strike, was you had a lot of time to think. Specifically about Davey. You were lucky he could never stay mad at you, he liked you too much to hold grudges.

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"Hey, Davey. Look, I'm really sorry about leaving the newsies, and I promise I didn't mean anything I said-"

"Calm down, Y/n. I know. I forgive you."

"Good, now that that's out of the way, I just have one more thing: I love you."