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𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟓 , 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟓
"I never thought we would gather like this again," the long haired man sat down next to his lifelong friend. The table were filled with adults, each from different narratives yet all similar in a way.
"Molly, were you able to hear from-" Molly shook her head, instantly shutting the scarred male up. "Hear from?" a purple haired woman asked.
"Victoria," he answered what everyone was questioning. "I wanted all original members back here, and truthfully speaking I haven't seen her since that night." The man stood and walked toward a framed picture.
The group within it smiling and arms holding each other. Each in comfort with one another's presence, unaware of the tragedies that would struck.
"She loved him," the room stayed silent, awaiting the rest. "I know what we are all thinking, I am sure she is not what you all think." The man turned to his fellow members. "It broke her more than we can know, she was a fighter and I know she would not allow her life to be wasted so easily."
"Remus, we understand." His friend joined him, holding his shoulder for comfort as they both looked at the picture.
