[Were they ever friends? No. Were they every other fucking thing? Probably. Kavinsky once thought it was going to be him and Ronan till the end. He had worked it all out in his head, down to the image of the two of them telling every single other person to fuck off and the two of them walking off into a fire together, like a goddamn sunset or something.
Clearly that did not work out, but apparently he's still trying, even if it's full on denial no matter how it goes. It has to be, this time. He's stuck here. This nightmare won't ever end.
Still, he feels utterly satisfied when Ronan keeps texting him back after telling him he absolutely won't. Small victories. ]
It was almost yours, but I decided ur place didn't deserve a fire this grand.
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Date: 2017-05-12 05:19 am (UTC)Clearly that did not work out, but apparently he's still trying, even if it's full on denial no matter how it goes. It has to be, this time. He's stuck here. This nightmare won't ever end.
Still, he feels utterly satisfied when Ronan keeps texting him back after telling him he absolutely won't. Small victories. ]
It was almost yours, but I decided ur place didn't deserve a fire this grand.