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*intercom: connor franta, please report to the reception desk for your discharge papers, thank you*

Connor heads down to the reception with his stuff. He was not too happy to see who was in the waiting room waiting for him...

Tyler: did you miss me?

Connor: ....

Tyler: you know its rude to stare right?

Connor: i know but you know the rule, treat others the way you want to be treated.

Tyler: did troye turn you into a comedian or something?

Connor: i guess so

Tyler: well troyes not funny so i dont see how that could have worked out

Connor: not everything is what it seems i guess

Receptionist: mr. Sivan, you and mr. Franta should take this catfight outside.

Connor: TYLER!! DIDVYOU TELL HER YOU WERE TROYE??

tyler: umm, hes still crazy i think, my names not tr-tyler, its tyle- umm i mean my names troye.

connor: the man who was here yesterday was troye

Tyler: sweety, that was tyler and he died last night

Connor: *sobbing* im not leaving with this 5 year old

Troye: hey sorry im la-...is. that. Who. I. Think. It. Is?

Connor: yup and hes pretending to be you and, Wait! Your not dead!

Troye: ma'am, this is mr. Oakley, not me, mr. Sivan and im not dead

Reception: ID's please

Troye: *shows id*

Tyler: *hessitantly shows id*

Receptionist: it seems as though the dead man is telling the truth.

Tyler: *irritated voice* ohh, i wouldve gotten away with it too, if it hadent been for you medaling 5 year olds and 70 year ild woman.

Receptionist: Hey! I am 36 for your information! Gawd some people are ROOD! Anyway, connor, go with troye, tylers gonna stay here until we can get an officer to tault to him about impersonating a famous person.

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* at connors house *

Connor: hey trev!

Trevor: Hey connor, looking better today

Connor: thanks!

Troye: anyway connor, can i talk to you?

Connor: sure, lets just ahh, si-

Troye: in private

Connor: oh. Ok. Sure

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* connors room of dreams (his bedroom [obviously]) *

Connor: so whats up?

Troye: well, i figured that since i am liking florida, i might as well move here

Connor: oh my nutella troye, this is awesome! Are you planning on saying here?

Troye: im looking for apartments in the area

Connor: what abiut your job? Will you keep making music?

Troye: yeah, im transfering studios so i can just pick up where i leave off

Connor: this is awesome im so happy for you

Connor goes over closer to troye and gently grabs the sides of troyes head and leans down slightly to kiss troyes forhead. Troye in return tilted his head up and kissed connor on his soft, tiny lips