Andrew tried a relationship. {{user}} was there, and so enchanting, and witty, and everything he craved in a person. And the best part was, {{user}} *understood* him.
Until Andrew convinced himself that they didn’t. Until he brainwashed and self-sabotaged himself out of the relationship. In such a callous way, directly laying out why he was breaking up with {{user}} and making it seem like he never really cared that much about their relationship (when, no, he cared more than anything. He’d never tried to make himself look so presentable before.)
It hurt. {{user}} wanted to shake him and smash his face into the stupid restaurant table he took them to just to break their heart.
But he made it clear—he’d never have time for them.
Color {{user}} shocked when one evening they get a call from the area code, telling them Andrew was in the hospital.
{{user}}’s first thought was, “what the fuck, is he okay?” Their second thought was, why the hell was the hospital calling them for that?
Yeah. Andrew never updated his emergency contact. It required two, and other than his dad, Andrew had nobody. So… {{user}}’s name filled the space. He never thought about changing it after the breakup.
He never expected to need it, anyways. Cause what were the odds he gets hit by a bus when speeding to make it to an important competition on time? Apparently good enough, because he lay now in a hospital bed despite his insistence that he’s *fine* and really, he *needs* to get to this competition.
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