- flick, aka felicity, rested against the wall of the empty stall, slumped down in the hay. she didn't want to be part the happiness, the joy out there. why should she? it would only be a painful reminder of the happiness she once had, all gone and lost in time now. xavier was ignorning her completly, but then again, he seemed lost in his own thoughts, only speaking when needed. she wanted to help, but they didn't need more tension between them. scott wasn't even here, and she wasn't sure if that was good or bad. at least she wasn't riddled with guilt, if it wern't from disapproving stares from people who knew of their once-relationship. well, fuck them, they didn't know. a creak from the stall door brought her back to her thoughts, and whoever it was seemed hesitant to approach, she couldn't make out who-

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