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losthunter) wrote2016-05-23 04:18 pm
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when the song starts who do you dance with ((Wil))
Hunter was laying outside, on a bench in his rose garden. A pair of sunglasses that had once belonged to Lindy covered his eyes. His Ipod set to a variety of rock songs pounded in his ears.
In the art studio, a special canvas had been completed. And right now, Hunter felt very calm about his life. Even the emotional challenges he had faced after attending Lindy's wedding seemed to be miles away.
In fact, he felt a little more at peace. So without even thinking about what might happen, or overthinking things, Hunter picks up his PINpoint, sending a quick message to Wil.
I have a painting for you. Did you want me to drop it off, or did you want to pick it up?
In the art studio, a special canvas had been completed. And right now, Hunter felt very calm about his life. Even the emotional challenges he had faced after attending Lindy's wedding seemed to be miles away.
In fact, he felt a little more at peace. So without even thinking about what might happen, or overthinking things, Hunter picks up his PINpoint, sending a quick message to Wil.
I have a painting for you. Did you want me to drop it off, or did you want to pick it up?

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Wil's rather sincere in his liking of the painting. "I've never had anything do this sort of thing for me."
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Hunter reaches out to gently touch Wil's shoulder. "Well, no worries about that any more. You inspire me to do more."
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Hunter nervously touches his head. "I just wanted to inspire you."
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"I just want you to know, that I'm always here to believe in you."
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"I had written Lindy this letter... pages and pages of telling her everything that had crossed my mind. Sharing my mind, my soul, my heart. In the letter, I told her I thought I was falling in love with her."
"I finally got the nerve to give it to her. And something happened where she had to rush off. As she left, she told me that I was a good friend."
"I felt so panicked. I didn't want her to know how I felt because of those words." Hunter reaches out again, to take Wil's hands in his. "But the truth of the matter was... I could love someone and be their good friend."
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"But I would rather be honest about how I feel."
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"I like being your friend."
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"I don't want to scare you off."
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"Luckily, I have my art to channel some of that."
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