55? For the prompts thing?
Again, I am so sorry for the delay!
“You are my best friend in the whole world, okay?” Beca said pulling Chloe into an even tighter hug. “You’re the person I love more than anyone. And this isn’t goodbye.”
She felt Chloe sniff against her as she gripped tightly at the fabric of Beca’s shirt.
“It feels like goodbye,” she said, her voice breaking.
“I know,” Beca said, struggling to keep her own tears at bay. “But it isn’t. I promise.”
“Beca, I hate this. I don’t want to be apart from you for six months. I don’t even want to be apart from you for six hours,” Chloe said, still sobbing into her shoulder.
Beca ended their hug but kept her hands on Chloe’s shoulders.
“Then come with me,” she said, as if the idea had just occurred to her. “Come on tour with me.”
“As your groupie?” Chloe said, laughing at what she assumed was a joke.
“As my girlfriend,” Beca said.
“You really want me to come?”
“More than anything,” Beca said. “I didn’t ask before because it seemed like a farfetched idea. But saying goodbye to you is too painful. I want you with me.”
Chloe still looked hesitant. In her head she was thinking of all the reasons she’d have to say no.
“Do you want to come with me?” Beca asked.
“Of course I do,” Chloe said. “But what about money? What about my job?”
“You hate your job,” Beca said. “And I’m getting paid enough for the both of us.” She took hold of Chloe’s hands. “This is a once in a lifetime opportunity and I want to share it with you. Say yes.”
“Okay then. Yes.”