Um, Endgame was just a nightmare, right? It wasn't really real, right? The answer to that better be yes, because I started bawling my eyes out. My roommate thinks I'm crazy. Like, I can't even handle what just happened.
Disclaimer - let's review. My favourite character in the whole show was killed leaving my second favourite character in mourning because the love of her life died. The season is over and the show might be cancelled leaving no way of bring him back. What do you think?
They had plans.
They were going to go back to Paris. They were going to graduate college and see the world together. They were going to run together. They were going to move to a new city and have a life.
He would propose. They were going to get married and honeymoon everywhere because they could. They were going to have kids. She would see the red hair and the freckles and swell with pride.
He was going to be beside her every morning when she opened her eyes. He promised.
They had plans. He was supposed to be standing with them when they stopped running. She was supposed to run into his arms and never let go.
But he wasn't there when they stopped running. She wasn't allowed to run into his arms and hold him tight. He was gone. He broke his promise and shredded their plans. He wasn't supposed to die. She wasn't supposed to have this empty feeling and this unbearable ache in her chest. She wasn't supposed to live the rest of her life without him. She wasn't supposed to wake up to empty space and cold sheets. She wasn't supposed to cry to a holographic tribute and the future kid wasn't supposed to be wearing yellow and red. Not yet.
They had plans.
But they don't anymore.
You all know where the review button is. Please hit it so I know I'm not the only one upset over Wally's death.
