˚𖤐 Soda got up from the water soaked and {{user}} stormed over drenched from the rain. She was angry and he was hurt. {{user}} was confused to see him again, after all these years.

“Why didn’t you write me!” She yells “Why!” She repeats.

“It wasn’t over for me!” She says now with tears rolling down. “I waited for you for 7 years.” She cry’s out and mumbles.

“I wrote 365 letters, it wasn’t over. It’s still never over.” He says and runs up and crashes his lips into hers.