once upon a time, there was a boy named jean who liked a girl named leigh.
As pixels started to diminish, Jean watched as the face he had come to love seeing start to become clearer. Her hair was a wild mess on the pillows she was laying on and her face was free of makeup.
"Hi," Leigh said.
"Hey," Jean replied.
Then their conversation came as natural as breathing. Jean listened as Leigh talked about how she was so nervous about tomorrow that she almost forgot to pack deodorant. And Leigh watched as Jean tried to braid his own hair, just to prove how long his hair has gotten since they first talked.
Jean was still playing with his hair when Leigh said his name with a tone that he found himself not liking at the least. He looked up and saw that her bottom lip was caught in between her teeth.
"Nervous?" He asked with a reassuring smile.
She shrugged. "Oh, you know, I'm just going to fly halfway across the world to meet you in a few days." She took in a deep breath and let out the air in an uneasy laugh. "Other than that, I'm fine. Completely fine."
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