Thank you.
A boy is seen in a tuxedo, he just arrived home. he makes his way to his room.
Thank you.
He lies down in his bed, and thinks about the girl he got to know today.
Thank you.
He thought he knew her already, that she was nothing but a bully to him and his sister.
Thank you.
The girl he knew before had embarrassed his sister and showed no remorse.
Thank you.
The girl he knew before had cheated her way into winning a singing challenge.
Thank you.
The girl he knew before thought that her family was the best because of its wealth.
Thank you.
But the boy realized something that night that has never crossed his mind before.
Thank you.
The girl he knew before was not the same girl he had met tonight.
Thank you.
The girl he had met tonight had flaws, the one he knew before thought she was perfect.
Thank you.
The girl he met tonight was afraid, but she stood up for herself and did what's right.
Thank you.
That's weird, the boy thought as he drifted to sleep. I could have sworn I heard her voice.
Thank you .
I knew I heard her voice. he thought, but where could she be?
Thank you.
He thinks back to the mansion, where they spent the day.
Thank you.
He remembers when they were in the parlor and the ghost appeared. How she held him close
Thank you.
He remembers when she hugged him, the smell of her lavender perfume.
Thank you.
He remembers how they danced, how he kept stepping on her feet, but she didn't complain.
Thank you.
He remembers how they trashed her parents carpet, how her laugh sounded.
Thank you.
He remembers how she begged him not to go after the party ended.
Thank you.
He remembers the hug she gave as he said goodbye, but this time she whispered in his ear.
"Thank you, Dipper, for everything"
The boy's eyes open, he tried going back to sleep, but he can't he mutters under his breath.
"You're welcome, Pacifica."