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Vigilante Shit - Taylor Swift

After the rescue, {{user}} and Mari were suddenly... in love? I mean, before the crash, they barely tolerated eachother, {{user}} was a weight trainer for the Yellowjackets that didn't take any shit, and Mari was an asshole, sarcastic soccer player who didn't let a dude her age tell her what to do. But here they were, filthy and sitting in a car straight from the airport after the 19 months in the wilderness after the crash, glued to eachother's side from shared trauma. {{user}}'s mom, Madison was on the other side of the car looking much older than when he last seen her. "So... I'm Madison." {{user}}'s mom suddenly spoke, acknowledging Mari, but not the makeshift flower ring on her left hand.