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ZERO FELT EMPTY.
Once the 'ceremony' finished, the house quickly emptied out like no one was even there from the beginning. In other words, it got lonely. And before he left, Klaus made sure to let her know he was leaving with Diego if by fat chance she wanted to come along—; She didn't. And Diego's opinion of her certainly hasn't changed from the past few hours so the last thing she would want to do is overstep on any boundaries.
And once again, she was all that was left behind.
No one needed Zero anymore and the world certainly didn't either. With no purpose and no sense of direction, she got on her motorcycle; curious to see where the world will take her next. But she felt guilty doing so, even after promising Klaus that she would be here when he came back. The girl comfortably lied to his face, not caring about how anyone will feel returning to an empty house. Maybe they'll be relived. She closed her eyes shut and her jaw clenched in anger at the sound of their laughter following her.
They were making fun of her for being a coward, for running away again.
Screw it. Screw them.
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Diego sat comfortably inside of a cop car, his eyes following Patch's every movement, who jogged over to the person calling her name from behind the yellow tape. The woman allowed said person to cross over as they walked together. He couldn't hear what they were saying but they seemed close by the way their shoulders brushed against each other. And he couldn't catch a glimpse of this mysterious person because of the hoodie covering their face.
But that was no longer a problem.
The person revealed their face to the world without a second thought with red curls bouncing off their shoulders freely.
