At the high school reunion, you spotted Theodore across the room, old rivalries bubbling to the surface. He approached, a smirk on his face.

“Didn’t think you’d actually show up."

He taunted. You felt irritation flare, the memories of your competitive past resurfacing.

“Well, here I am."

You replied, crossing your arms. He sighed softly and looked at you.

“What’s it going to take to put all that behind us?”

He asked, his tone shifting slightly.