…I think that for Jensen, it kinda felt like one of those ‘dance monkey dance’ moments. He looked kinda off after, but what was so freaking incredible was that Misha totally picked up on it right away. He put his hands on Jensen’s shoulders and they got close so they could talk without being overheard, and Misha made Jensen laugh and when they broke apart they kinda bantered for a little bit before the next person went in to have their op. It was pretty cool to see :)
“How did you get over him?” she asks me, tears running down her face. “I need to know how you did it. Because I can’t keep feeling like this. I wanna be okay again, like you.”
My heart twists inside of my chest. I’m not okay, I want to tell her. I haven’t been okay in a very long time. But how can you look your heartbroken best friend in the eye and tell her it doesn’t get better?
So instead, I give her a soft smile. “Time. It just takes time.”
And she looks at me like she doesn’t believe me, but she nods. We both know I’m lying, but sometimes telling the truth is far more painful.
She looked down at the cassette tape in her hands. Reading the list, she noticed the songs held meaning in their relationship. Black by Pearl Jam, Sunday Morning by The Velvet Underground -Heck, even Kath Bloom’s Come Here, the song that was playing quietly during their first kiss, was even included!
“No one’s ever done this for me,” she said, holding the tape strongly in her hands. “You are so pathetic.”
“I’m sorry,” he replied, “You don’t have to take it if you don’t want to, I can-”
“-No, no,” she replied, bringing the cassette tape close to her heart. “I love pathetic.”