Packing your bags, emptying your room, tearing down the posters from the wall, throwing all your belongings into yet another cardboard box that you would then seal with duct tape.

This was what you called hell, and you hoped that a moment like this would never come.

After spending your entire life in the OBX, it was time for you to move. ⸻ ⸻ ⸻ ⸻ ⸻ Your parents' separation was definitely one of the causes, but your mother wanted to get some fresh air, a big one…in California.

2.648 miles that separated you from your home, and no, it wasn't just the four walls in which you had stored millions of memories.

You wanted to keep it to yourself, thinking that if no one knew, then it wouldn't have happened.

But there was one person who had the right to know what was going on, JJ.

You spent years together, good memories, laughter, tears and arguments, and now, everything will vanish like a bursting soap bubble.

And yes, it hurts to admit it, but you will miss him.