Goodbyes are for suckers [IC]

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[Someone is sitting on her bed, a couple of packed bags next to her, staring at a small piece of paper in her hands. That's all, really. But she's actually being still and silent for once, so clearly something is wrong.]

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I'll get it there.

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... I know.

God, I'm gonna miss you.

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...same here.

[fourthsaken]

[it is time for a clingy hug]

Don't forget me.

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Never.

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[please don't mind her if she starts crying]

It's not fair, you know? Being here without you is gonna suck.

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Hey, you'll be okay. It's not forever.

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Because you'll find me?

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Exactly.

[fourthsaken]

... I'm really glad I got to meet you.

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Wouldn't trade that for the world.

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Me neither.

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...so!

Locket, letter, address. Anything else I need to take with?

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Pictures? You've got photos of us, right?

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Packed with everything else that's mine.

[fourthsaken]

... That's all I can think of.

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Then... I guess I'm all set to go.

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... Yeah. You better hurry before they change their mind.

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Wanna walk me out, or...?

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Of course.

[we're holding hands again, okay?]

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[okay]

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[is unusually quiet as they head for the barrier]

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[that's cool. we can do quiet]

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[mumbles something under her breath]

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Hmm?