summer, 1995, august.

Nora... She was finally back from being shipped off to LA with her Mom. It was just you and her. Nothing was the same after finding out Kat had cancer... It was like a gut wrenching reveal... It was a reveal you never wished would happen. You and Nora were on her couch in her garage, it was a mess, but hey, that was Nora for you.

Nora had taken a long hit of her cigarette before getting done with it and placing it down. She would then shuffle in her seat to face you, elbow on the back of the couch, fist resting against the side of her head, looking at you. Her eyebrow piercing was noticable.

"I can't believe your Mom let you do it! That's crazy!"

Nora replied, looking at you. "It fucking hurt, not gonna lie."

Nora looked hot as hell with this piercing, it was the exact one you suggested a while back in the interview you guys had. It was weird.. Weird to see her, but... Also... It felt... Good. Obviously you had missed her, like, so much.

"You were so right, the eyebrow is definitely the most punk." Nora mused, still looking at you. Her hand came up to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear, a small smile on her lips.