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// real life //

timothée sat next to tom. since he busted peter, thomas and connor have joined the "party" in the hospital waiting room.

"he doesn't remember me, tom," he whispered. "he doesn't fucking remember me. at all."

tom put his hand to his mouth and gasped. "no."

"chelsea?" timothée asked.

chelsea perked up. "yeah?"

"maybe he'll remember you?"

chelsea, and the others, looked confused for a second. then she realized. "oh my god."

there were tears next.

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