Disclaimer:I do not own Pokemon
Description: Nolan reflects on his relationship with his best friend Alexa. Takes place before Heroine until halfway through Alola Trials.
The Confusing Side of Relationships
Lexi has been so annoying lately.
I hated to say that, but it was true. It isn't her fault though.
Alexa and I have been best friends since early childhood. She lives in my neighborhood, and since there were only ever two other kids my age around, me, her, and our other neighbor Annastasia became best friends. I am the oldest and the man of the trio, though the girls hate when I say it like that.
We call Annastasia 'A', because no one could spell her name when we were at school together, and half the kids couldn't pronounce her name until second or third grade. She likes the nickname, so we use it frequently. Alexa is Lexi or Lex, and I am Nolan.
I am two years older than her, but we were always in the same class because Lexi skipped a year of preschool and I was held back. She looks, acts, and sounds my age, so it isn't weird for us to be involved.
Our romantic relationship began two years before our trip to Alola, when I was seventeen and she was fifteen. Now I am reflecting back on some those moments, before during, and after Alola. One of the days that stick out to me is the day we drove to that weird motel together…
"Nolan, I can drive," Lexi offered.
"I can't let you; this is my mother's car and you aren't on our insurance plan," I explained.
"Right," she responded.
We were on our way to a motel. Not the Pallet House hotel, but somewhere about an hour away. It was a private field trip of sorts. We needed to go to where no one would recognize us together. I found a place on the internet called 'The Nook'. The Nook was super-cheap, only ten dollars per person per night, and we would be staying in one room with one bed for five days. Lex and I were going half and half on the price. It was obscure and only had five rooms, so we probably wouldn't run in to anyone who could recognize us.
Lexi got out of the car and stretched out her back. "Finally, we are here!"
"Shhh!" I warned her. "We don't want to attract a lot of attention. We can't—"
"I know," she interrupted. "I am glad we are here, but the distance you have to go for privacy is ridiculous sometimes."
I think the motel worker could tell I was anxious to stay alone in a room with a girl, even though she was my girlfriend and in Kanto, once you are fourteen you are practically and adult.
"Young people like you come here all the time to get away from their parents. They don't like getting caught. It is embarrassing for them," the old man with an eyepatch told me. I was comforted by the fact that he was the only one around other than Lex and I.
Lexi laughed. "We figured."
When we got into the room, Lexi put her overnight bag on the bed. She didn't hesitate to start unchanging in front of me, and since I wasn't one of those shy guys, I didn't mind staring at her.
"Come on, Nolan, get comfortable," she requested.
"I already am," I retorted.
I told Lexi that we weren't coming here for sex, but she always insists that when we go places alone, that is what it will lead to. But just because she had always been right in the past, it doesn't mean that she was this time.
"We came here because we have a project to work on," I reminded her.
"But this is too good an opportunity to pass up," she insisted.
"I know, but let's get started on our work first, then we can take a break," I replied.
And that is how it went. The project, the real reason we were here, was because we were commissioned by a local musician to create a piece that that will be used in an upcoming film. The person who was paying us wanted us to have secrecy, since it was cheaper than getting a copyright. Lex and I had barely any money, so the opportunity attracted us. I played three instruments: drums, guitar, piano. I know several people who are better musicians that we were, but I either didn't get along with them, they demanded more than their share of the money, or they were just too busy to make time for it. Lexi was a musician, sort of. She hated practicing, but she could do piano well. She was better at film and working with computers, and we needed that in order to get this done correctly.
3 hours later, she was done.
"Will you sleep with me now?" she questioned.
"I thought the guy was the one who usually pestered," I responded.
"You do pester. Now it is my turn. Please Nolan? It's been hours," she pouted.
It was tempting, but it only had been three hours, and my goal was to get at least six hours in before we got into bed. I suppose now was a good time for a break.
That is how our relationship was; there was a lot of ambiguity. When we were little our trio would walk to school together. We'd hold hands and sing, tell stories, make plans, stuff like that. It was a sweet thing because it was predictable. Our relationship stayed sweet, most of our get-togethers were. Even in the saddest parts of our relationship weren't bitter. That includes our first breakup.
We were having dinner at my place, home alone, and we were eating microwave pizza. I liked that we were alone at my house; my parents understood what was going on these last three months, and they decided to back off and give seventeen-year old me and fifteen-year old Lexi some space. I was content, but I could tell something was coming.
"Nolan, to you ever get tired of only sleeping with one person?" Lexi inquired.
"Occasionally, but we fit well together," I answered as I casually took a second slice.
"But we are young. It is not like we are going to get married or something," she told me.
"Do you want to break up, take a break, or have some kind or orgy?" I questioned.
Lexi smiled, because she knew I wasn't joking.
"Take a break. Is that okay?" she replied.
"I suppose. Curious: do you have another friend with benefits, or is it just me right now?" I responded.
"Just you right now. I have felt romance for other people, but sometimes I feel like I don't want to go all the way," she explained.
"I get it. I can do romance, if that is what you want," I informed her.
"I am not sure what I want. That is why I want to explore," Lexi replied.
"I'm glad. I hope you have a good time with that. I might do the same," I responded.
There really were no hard feelings, and for the next year and a half, I only ever dreamed of her a few times. The rest of the time I was involved with other people, focusing on the friendship part of our relationship, or content to be alone. Sometimes it was all three, and I was happy with that. It was the same happiness I had the night we got together for the first time, at the small bar/ nightclub that was closest to our home.
"I am not sure if I want to go," Annastasia was telling us. "I like alcohol, but I hate being around drunk people. And I don't get drunk myself."
A wasn't a prude; she was a health-nut. And she disliked wasting time on things she didn't enjoy, and loud music, yelling, dancing, a potential sex was unappealing in her eyes. Because that was the way she was.
"It won't be for long. It isn't going to be as loud this time as it was last time, and the manager doesn't want people getting totally wasted, so if someone starts screaming and attacking people, reinforcements will be brought in," I replied.
She rolled her eyes. "Yay, happiness."
Annastasia was as sarcastic as she was generous. "I will go, but will have to take my parents' car and leave if things get out of hand. I don't care if I have to leave by myself, even though I am technically not supposed to be driving."
"That is fine. We only want to have some fun with you," Lexi told her. "And we can pay for a cab for you, so that you don't have to drive."
The truth was that Annastasia's idea of teenage fun was different from the norm. She didn't smoke, and never had more than two or three drinks at a time. She spent her time exercising, hanging out with her family, and taking care of Pokemon. She worked, even though her family is super rich and gives her money every time she needs it. She was very close to her parents and siblings, much closer than Lex and I were with our parents. A lot of people assumed she was religious or very sheltered, but she was not religious at all and was the least sheltered person I knew, since she had been exposed to basically everything. In fact, she often spoke very explicitly about sexual topics and it was shocking at times because she did it so casually, without a hesitation or blush. Lexi and I accepted that, even though we didn't really know what 'that' was.
"If you want to have fun with me, let's stay home and watch movies and snuggle on the couch," Annastasia told Lexi.
"We can do that anytime," Lexi pointed out.
But it didn't matter, because A decided to come with us anyway. She didn't look very happy at the bar, and halfway through the night, she pinned a guy against a wall and threatened to kill him if he grinded on her again. Not long after that she got into an argument with a different guy who wouldn't leave her alone, and then she left, leaving Lex and I there alone.
We didn't have a car, but there was no one home that night at my place. We enjoyed our first time so much, that it became a regular thing. We kept it secret from everyone other than A, because we knew she wouldn't care about what we did or didn't do, as long as we were safe and kind to one another.
The reason I say she is annoying, is because it had been over a year and we still hadn't finished our break. We stayed friends, of course, and we even talked about our new partners and whether or not we were serious about them. I had been with three other women and she had been with two other guys, but it was never serious. We still saw each other a lot, and there was even some flirting, but we didn't do much about it because before we knew it we were helping Annastasia as she traveled wither her younger siblings and their friends through Kanto. The kids were doing their first Pokemon journey, and we needed to help her out. After that ended, I tried to get back together with her, because she was my favorite and I missed her.
Then we were doing the battle frontier, and the original group of friends we started out with decided to quit for various reasons, leaving her and I alone, again. I was nineteen and she was seventeen. We both needed cash so we joined Team Rocket, where A worked, and got accepted. Training was brutal, but the worst part was that for the first two weeks of it, Lexi didn't give me one hint that she wanted to get back together, though I gave her plenty.
We had just defeated the third frontier brain and were at the third week of Team Rocket training when Archer called us in for another meeting.
"Sir, you wanted to see us," I said as we entered his office.
I had a tendency to state the obvious.
"Archer, not 'sir'," he corrected me for the what was at least the tenth time.
I silently acknowledged it. He was an intimidating man, and that was probably why I got nervous and forgot things around him.
"I noticed that you two work as a unit," he started.
"Not to sound rude, but isn't that what you wanted us to do? Work together?" Lexi inquired.
"Yes, we value teamwork here, but I need to test you two as separate agents. I need to know that you will work well separately in case you ever get different appointments. I am going to have you switch partners with another team, the team of Emma Brown and Martin Jones. I have already talked with them about this. You will meet your new partners at our next meeting, which as you probably realized is scheduled for tomorrow morning at eight," Archer explained.
We were excused, and we spent the rest of the afternoon exercising. Yes, the entire afternoon: 12:00pm until 5:00pm. We lifted weights, did wind sprints, practiced riding dragon type Pokemon, swam, jogged, and climbed ropes, poles, and trees; that is the day I realized why Annastasia was in such good shape.
Up until today, exercise was hard, but this day was the hardest. Lexi and I were starving, thirsty, and sore as hell when we got back to our dorm.
"That really sucked," she said for the fifth time that day.
"I know, have some water," I replied as I tossed her water bottle towards her.
She was lying on her bed while I was in the kitchenette. I collapsed onto my own bed a moment later, after retrieving a water bottle for myself. I watched her close her eyes.
"Have you ever been so tired and hungry that you are too tired to get up and feed yourself?" she asked me.
"Not until today," I mumbled in response.
I also closed my eyes and was focusing on the water going down my throat and the scent of the room. It was roses mixed with our sweat. It reminded me of those days when we were together and we'd wake up in the same bed. It was a bit too heartbreaking at the moment so I got up and headed back to the kitchenette for some food.
"We look good though. We have muscles now," I commented.
"Think of all that martial arts training during our childhood. We always had muscles, they were just hidden under a layer of fat," she responded.
"Now we are toned," I said, flexing one of my arms.
She laughed at me. "Yeah, a little bit. I have longer to go."
"You look great. I don't know what you were talking about," I replied.
I was honest. She wasn't overweight, and even if she was, so what? I suppose she compared herself to A sometimes, but A was skinny because she was a preemie born with HIV; she didn't have much of a choice. And despite all of A's healthy living, there was no denying that both Lexi and I were healthier than her, and that is just the way it was.
"I know I look good, I just want to look better. I can probably catch more guys that way," she told me.
"I don't think that is true," I responded. "And since when are you into attracting new guys? If you haven't noticed, you and I have a lot of work to do. And What's wrong with me? Tell me why I am not enough."
"Nolan, you are a nice guy. A very nice guy. Sometimes a bit too nice," Lexi started. "And nice guys…well, you are predicable. I know that if we get back together you are going to do everything I want you to do, except for getting rid of some of your habits. I've enjoyed being with different people because I never know what to expect. I think you like dependability when it comes to intimacy, but I don't, not all the time."
She wasn't the first girl who turned me down because I was a 'nice guy'.
"I can be meaner if you want," I chuckled.
I realized after I said that my voice sounded very fake. She knew it.
"I don't want you to change. I want you to stay Nolan," she clarified. "Maybe it is selfish of me, but I want a best friend who will be there for me whatever I choose to do with my life, and that includes my relationships."
"That isn't selfish, it just makes me a bit upset. I want to be close to you. I had my fun, now I am done with that life," I explained.
"So quickly? It hasn't been that long. I am not even a legal adult yet, and you haven't been a grown-up for that long," she retorted.
"Half the people in Kanto my age are married. Some have kids or plan to within the next few years," I stated.
"Half, and where did you even get that information?" she questioned.
"It is an official statistic, look it up," I replied.
"Are you saying you want to marry me? Because that is a big step that I am not ready to take. Plus, I wouldn't be able to for another year because I am only seventeen," Lexi responded.
"I know, I know, I was thinking that I want to try to take things a bit more seriously. It doesn't have to be right away. I wanted to get the conversation rolling, let you know what you think about that idea, and how you really think of me," I answered.
"I think you are an amazing person, and I am very happy to have you love me. I treasure our friendship a lot. I don't ever want to lose that. Marriage usually ends up being more about business, family raising, and romance. And I am not ready for all that. Yes, some people our age desire that and are ready, but I am not, and I won't be just because you asked me to be," Lexi explained.
She was right, and it annoyed me. I selfishly wanted her to change, but you can't change someone. I thought maybe I could help her learn, grow and come to her own conclusion sooner, because that is much more realistic.
"Lex, I am not asking you to change. I suppose I am confused about everything and I need my best friend to help me," I replied.
"I am trying to help you, but I don't know how," Lexi told me.
"Give me another chance," I recommended. "Please?"
Lexi sighed. Unfortunately, she didn't seem very enthusiastic about giving me a chance to prove myself as a lover.
"Slowly," she answered. "Baby steps, Nolan. Nothing too big too fast. I need time."
I was very relieved. I hugged her, and though she hugged me back, I had to be the first to pull away.
"So, that means that we are expected to sleep in the same room and what, nothing? Lex, this is the perfect opportunity to reignite," I stressed.
"I don't want to 'reignite'. I just want my best friend to be happy, and I am hoping to discover my own happiness along the way," she responded.
I found that confusing. "Does this mean you love me but you aren't sure if I can make you happy?"
"I know you can make me happy. You seem to be ready for more things than I am. That is why I said slowly. Give me a chance to catch up. Maybe I won't catch up in time, then we can move on," Lexi replied.
"I can wait a long time if that is what it takes," I admitted.
"I know, I am worried that you won't be happy while you are waiting," she told me.
"I will be, you'll see. So long as you are okay with this new thing," I responded.
That night I thought about her a lot. Her bed was right across the room, and even if we didn't have sex, I didn't understand why she didn't at least want to cuddle with me. I always thought women always liked that kind of thing. Someone told me once that it was like some kind of maternal instinct they had. I think it's true because I felt like a rejected child that evening. I met her with breakfast in bed the next morning.
I gently tapped her forehead "Lex, wake up."
She didn't open her eyes, but I did hear a 'no'.
"We have to," I continued.
Lexi sniffed. "Did you make fried rice?"
"Yes," I answered.
She finally opened her eyes and looked across the bed to me.
"Why Nolan? Is this because of what we talked about yesterday? Because I did say that I wanted 'slow'. I am not expecting breakfast in bed until it's Mother's Day and have a husband and two kids," she told me.
I wondered if she was serious. "Well, this is something I would do for a friend."
"Mmmhmm," she mumbled, clearly not believing me. "Thanks, I appreciate this. Just don't treat me like your wife. I am not going to play along."
She was an easy friend but a difficult girlfriend. The last three people I was with were thrilled with breakfast in bed the morning after. Then again, that didn't prevent them from leaving.
"Are you having anything to eat?" She inquired. "Because I can't eat all this."
I realized I did make a lot, more than was comfortable for one person.
"Yes. Take what you want first and I'll eat the leftovers," I decided.
"Sure," she responded.
That morning was nice and peaceful, and I wish it lasted longer, but our meeting with Archer and the other team was early, so we didn't have a lot of time to savor the moment. After introducing one another, Archer got to explaining the details of this new arrangement.
"You all will be with your new partner for four weeks," Archer started. "During that time, you will be engaging in various team oriented activities, such as the trust exercises and tactical planning that you did with your first partner. It is essential that you get along with and really get to know your new partners. For the next few hours, you will spend time interviewing one another. You can talk about whatever you want, but I am expecting you all to ask your partners the questions written the papers I will give you. After that you all will go through the first obstacle course that you did here at the training grounds. Then you will be excused for the day. Any questions?"
I raised my hand. "Will we also be switching dorms?"
"No, you will stay in the rooms assigned to you weeks ago, with the roommate you originally chose," he answered.
It was another relief, because the last thing I wanted right now was to be forced to spend even less time with her. A month would have been too much.
"At least we can get together at night," I mused.
I had a feeling Lexi was feeling the same, judging by the look on her face. Before I could start panicking about the possibility of her hooking up with her new partner, I was interrupted by Archer, who read us the rules. It was the usual: No violence against one another, no sexual involvement, have at least one Pokemon out of its ball at all times for protection, no unauthorized Pokemon battles; we had heard it all before.
My first impression of Emma Brown is that she was a total sweetheart. She wasn't the most gorgeous woman I have ever met, but she was still pretty to me. I started to get some second thoughts about Lex and I, since Lexi wasn't necessarily jumping for joy because I wanted her again. I wondered if doing something with Emma would be considered cheating, because I am not even sure if we are in a relationship or not.
Emma and I did our interview session in the Team Rocket cafeteria not long after it was assigned.
"Nolan, that is an unusual name," Emma started. "It's adorable."
She really was sweet. "Thank you. Emma fits you well."
"Thanks. The first question we are supposed to ask each other is: "What are some experiences you had previous to training did you have that is helping you now?" Emma began.
"I did martial arts for five years, and I ran cross country for three years prior to last year, when I took a year off. I have also participated in five different Pokemon leagues, making at least the top ten in every single one," I responded.
"Wow, you are good then," Emma told me. "As for me, my experience is mostly with computers. I had job at an information technology center located in Vermillion City. I fixed computers, recovered files, transferred information for people, stuff like that. As for field training, I was always active in sports, even though I never had a strict workout regimen. I also have six of my own Pokemon, though I do not battle with them very often."
"Information technology. Cool, that's good stuff, you can make a lot of money that way. What made you want to join Team Rocket?" I smoothly responded.
Emma smiled. "Ah yes, the second question: What made me want to join Team Rocket? Honestly, I am not sure. I think it was boredom with my old jobs. I made good money, but I hated sitting in a chair for eight hours, six days a week and often times dealing with cranky costumers. Team Rocket is more active, more exciting, and they wanted a field agent that was also good with technology."
"My partner Lexi is into that technology stuff. We joined Team Rocket because we needed to make some money, and we have a close friend who works here. She is on a potentially permanent hiatus, but she had been here her whole life and so I knew what it was like. I am pretty poor," I explained.
"No shame in that. Ever since my father died my family has been struggling to find ways to pay the bills. Team Rocket doesn't pay much, but my little brother took over my IT job and he is getting paid even more than I did because he is willing to work eleven hours each day instead of eight, which is all I was up to. If I didn't have to work to keep my family stable, then I totally wouldn't," Emma replied.
I decided that Emma was really cool, and I was wishing that I knew if hooking up with her would count as cheating with Lexi. Women still confused me. And there was something about her, she was intelligent but also seemed naïve, either that or she was very mature.
"Next question: How old are you?" She asked.
"Nineteen," I answered.
"Twenty," she responded.
"Nice." I picked up the paper and read from it. "Up next is: do you have any medical conditions that might get in the way of your training? This includes allergies, asthma, neurological disorders, attention disorders, heart conditions, blood disorders..."
"I have a clean bill of health," Emma answered. "You?"
"Same."
"Good to know," she murmured. "Ok, next question…"
The interview was over after about an hour. Archer wanted us to ask a lot of questions. When Lexi and I first read the questions several weeks ago, we pretty much skipped the entire thing since we already knew so much about each other. When we were finished, the urge to ask Emma out finally got the best of me.
"I know we have more work to do today, but since we are supposed to get to know one another better, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Riverside Restaurant with me tonight. I'll pay," I offered.
Emma smiled, but her eyes were sad. "Nolan, I am not interested in hooking up with you."
I was surprised she made that conclusion so quickly. "I was only asking about dinner."
"I am not ready to date anyone yet. I told myself I would wait until I had a steady job and my own home. I can't use distractions right now, and I know what you are looking for. Sorry to be so frank about this, but I need to make sure we are clear about this before we start working together," Emma told me.
"We are clear," I responded. "I actually have my eye on another girl, I suppose I am just very interested in you too."
"I am glad you like me. I never had a boyfriend before; I am totally unexperienced with relationships. I am too serious about work right now to think about anything else. I would like to be your friend though," she replied.
Emma managed to friendzone me immediately. I suppose it wasn't such a bad thing. I had to keep my goals in mind, and try not to get too distracted by other women. I was happy to see Lexi later that night.
"How is your new partner?" I asked as she put a pot of water on the stove for pasta.
"Martin is very hot," she answered.
I scowled. "Wait, what? I though you and I were…"
"Nolan, I am not that serious. It is just an observation. He isn't my type anyway. He is too abrasive and he started hitting on me before we even started the interview. And he invited me to hang out in his car. Can you believe that? I think that is creepy. I am not going to 'hang-out' with some person I don't even know inside a car, because you and I both know that so much can happen inside a car," she explained.
I smiled at the memory. "I didn't mean to act jealous just then. Emma is a sweet girl. I am attracted to her, but I am not going to push it. My eyes are on you."
"I am flattered," she said in a mildly sarcastic tone. I didn't think she was trying to be sarcastic at all, not when I thought about it longer.
"I am looking forward to candles," I told her.
"Candles? What the hell are you talking about?" she questioned.
"You said you didn't want to 'reignite' out relationship, because that wording sounds too intense. I pictured little candles in my head after you said that. Like, maybe we can make a bunch of little candles and if they all stay lit, we may be lucky enough to eventually have a fire," I clarified with a little cringe.
She also cringed a bit.
"It's a lame metaphor, but I actually really like that concept. Yes, I can do candles."
"I was seriously hoping you would say that," I replied.
"Nolan, what's wrong with you?" she questioned.
"You have been asking me that for years, and I never came up with a good answer," I reminded her. "What makes you think I have one now?"
"You seem to have a hard time dealing with me going slow, very suddenly. I want to know what happened to make you act this way," she clarified.
This was a difficult question to answer. "I actually don't know."
"Tell me when you do," she instructed.
Lexi changed into her nightwear. She didn't comment on my watching her, not that I expected her to do that. She curled up into the bed and patted the spot next to her. I accepted the invitation and joined her.
She put her arm around my shoulder. "This is what I mean. I never know what we are."
"We are ourselves. We don't need a label," I replied, surprising myself. I didn't realize that until this moment. "I just need to know what to expect. I don't want to mess this up by hurting your feelings or whatever."
"Ok, so you want rules," she replied.
"Rules, guidelines, I want to know what is okay to do and what isn't," I responded.
Lexi thought about it for a few moments. "If you are as in to me as you claim you are, keep doing what you do."
"Which is what exactly?" I asked.
"You listen when I talk. You always talk to and about me with a lot of respect. You cook food that I like to eat. I can count on you to pick something up for me when you go shopping, whether it be cold medicine or a bottle of wine. You are funny, responsible, and nice," she listed.
"Those were a lot of compliments," I pointed out, thus stating the obvious again. "You said I was too nice for you."
Lexi sighed. "I misspoke. I get mixed up when I talked about things sometimes, the same way you do. I guess what I meant to say was that I am grateful that you are nice to me, but I want things to stay fun and exciting. I never, ever, ever want us to become the married couple that hardly pays attention to their spouse, or nags each other, or stops loving one another. I know as a friend you wouldn't ever get like that with me, but if things become serious, I am afraid they will become too serious, and then we will get tied up in a life neither of us really wanted. Do you get it?"
It was a lot to take in, but I got the point. She feared becoming the stereotypical hetero couple. She doesn't want to be cooking and babysitting while I made the money. She doesn't want fighting or divorce, or for all the candles to blow out once we reach a certain age. She wants a fun life with her best friend. I could do that.
I nodded. "I get it. You don't want us to become too normal, because then things are predicable, boring, and negativity seeps in."
"Exactly. I am glad you understand," Lexi replied. "I would rather be single and have you as my friend then have us get too overwhelmed with life as a couple that we could no longer take it. That sort of thing always ends badly."
"About those guidelines…" I started. "Can we be more specific? What can I do to not completely ruin this?"
"Okay, since you want specifics: Don't become a public flirt. If you want me, then flirt with me, not other people. Don't cheat on me, and that means kissing and obviously, sex with another person. Remind me when I am getting too annoying instead of getting all upset about it. And focus on us being friends, so that nothing gets too serious. I want a relationship that isn't a business deal," she responded. "Now give me your rules."
"Same as yours, pretty much. Let me know when I offend you, don't get passive aggressive about it. You don't to that a lot, but when you do, it really brings me down," I confessed.
"I know. I'll try to improve," Lexi replied.
"About tonight, since we have this private room with a double bed…" my voice trailed off. She knew where I was going anyway.
"Yes. But calm down first. Slow, don't forget it," she reminded me.
"I get it," I responded.
That night was like a new beginning, because we stayed like that for years after. The time flew by and it didn't seem like much time at all when we celebrated our four-year anniversary with a big surprise. I wasn't a total 'solid' anniversary because we took several breaks. Though we took time off to live the single life for a bit, the friendship part didn't end and neither of us sought out other people, even though we agreed that during breaks that was an okay thing to do. We wanted to keep thing in perspective, and not fall too fast. And that is exactly what happened.
And it turned out to be not so annoying after all.
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AN: These are not in any particular order, so they are not chronological. Some take place in the future, some in the past, I have a little bit of everything going on here. So far, I have plans to make at least five of these, all varying in lengths and themes, and there might be more than what I originally planned. Most of these I wrote while I was writing/publishing Heroine and Alola Trials, but couldn't find a place to put them. Updates will be irregular, but I will not let too much time pass between them. Also, if you have the chance, check out my Bio/profile, I updated it a bit.
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