rory wasn’t looking where she was going.
she never was when her mind drifted back to things she pretended didn’t matter anymore — old arguments, late nights, the way some memories refused to fade. the street buzzed with noise, people
brushing past her shoulders, someone calling her name somewhere behind her.
and then—
she hit something solid. smack into @venomspat.
coffee lurched in her hand and she barely caught it before it spilled, her heart jumping into her throat.