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SHE'S STOPPING by at a shop to buy some snacks and chocolates for herself, deciding maybe she’s gonna spend the rest of her day inside her room while binge watching her TV shows. She might needs something to munch during it

Until she hears a familiar voice calling for her name causing her to turn, she was choosing couple flavours of snacks from the racks. She even hold one of them on her hand, she glances through her shoulder

“Sorry?” Hope said, taking a look at the guy she barely recognizes standing couple meters away from her

He’s got dark hair that got pulled into a bun, couple strands of it out messily around his face. Wearing an oversized muscle tee with a basketball short, he looks familiar from somewhere but she can’t recognize him yet

“Is Figure Eight run out of good things until the princess herself needs to fetch something from here?” he said in southern accent “That’s hurting my feelings, Sadie. I thought you like me” he continues to speak, putting a hand on his chest in a fake offend.

When Hope heard the name from him, she automatically knows who he is. Her face lighten up, she almost drops the pack of snack from her hand

“Baz?” She asks him, just to make sure. In case she’s got the wrong person.

He automatically rolls his eyes “It’s Barry but whatever you like, Sadie”

Hope knows she’s got the right person, she puts the snack back to the racks before running at his direction and jump on him. Barry yelps when she just hauled on him but then he’s easing down, a small smile tugging on his lips

“Damn, you’re crashing me over here but I ain’t complaining” Barry responds to the sudden contact from her, she’s got her arms wrapping around him. He’s not into physical touch and not much a hugger, but he’s making an exceptional for her

Slowly, he brings his hands to either side of her before he returns the hug back. But it feels weird, so stiff and awkward but she’s not complaining

“First of all, it’s Hope not Sadie” Hope mumbles against his chest. She knows it’s him when he starts to call her that name, she didn’t even know where is that from. Hope and Sadie are so different from each other and not even sound-alike

“Nah, It’s Sadie to me. You look like a Sadie” Barry shrugged, remained rigid. Hope push herself away from him

“Seconds of all, you’re stink. God, when the last time you’re taking a shower dude” Hope grimaces, putting a good distance between them. Honestly, he’s not smelling bad. Just weird, like the mixed between weeds and his cheap cologne. Maybe a little of sweats

“Still got a chick jump on me for a hug without a shower” he clicked his tongue making Hope to fake a gag

“It’s been a long time, I barely recognise you over there. How are you?” she asked him, a smile lingering on her lips

“Can say the same for ya, I need to take double checks to make sure I’m not seeing shit or some weeds messing with my head when I saw you here” Barry said, earning a chuckle from her “But I’m good, kid. How ‘bout ya?  How princess life at the kingdom of Figure Eight?”

“It’s alright” Hope answered, because nothing exciting really happened since the last time they met. Which almost a year ago, give and take. Probably just couple of months back but still

“You don’t sound like you’re doing good, what’s up with that face”

“Nothing, I’m fine”

“I call it bullshit, Sadie”

Hope snorts at the foul words from him “Hey, there’s no need to be mean, okay? I’m fine” narrowing her eyes