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He felt like he’d been cooped up for far too long. Nate could easily get so distracted with his work or the goings on in town that time seemed to flow differently sometimes. A whole day could pass in the blink of an eye. A week in two blinks. It wasn’t until Kara had found him like a relieving ray of sunshine that he’d realized just how long it had been since he’d last stepped out of the house. It didn’t take much to convince him to join her in a trip to the park. Then again, he didn’t think it would take her long to convince him to do much of anything these days.

So there he sat on the bench beside Kara, a mint chocolate chip ice cream cone in hand as he stared at the clouds floating by. Nate barely had time to register whatever it was she meant to draw attention to before finding out it was a complete ruse. His eyes crossed for a minute as he took in the dot of cream on his nose, then barely held back a smile as his focus turned to Kara. Something about the playful look on her face made his chest tighten, but for now, he pushed the feeling aside. There was retaliation to be had. “Hmm,” he mused, looking thoughtfully at his own ice cream cone. “Funny you should say that. I noticed you had a little something right...” he trailed off, swiping his ice cream across her jawline, “there.”

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The warmer weather of summer was always welcome in Kara’s book - delicious foods were brought back out like barbecuing and watermelon and ice cream; people were outside riding bikes, tanning by the pool, playing sports and generally enjoying themselves… Kara had always loved being outside. Being confined in a building had never been her style. 

So it wasn’t surprising that she’d dragged Nate to the park, perching on the edge of a picnic table as they enjoyed some ice cream cones and the warm weather. She looked over at Nate with a sly smile, an eyebrow coaxing upwards. “Oh - you’ve got a little something…” She gestured towards his nose, which had been perfectly fine, at least until she leaned over and squished the tip of her ice cream cone upon his nose, “- a little something on your nose.” With that she took another lick of her ice cream, watching him as if challenging him to react.

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Those words from anyone else might have met her ire. Hell, it wouldn’t have been the first time that someone responded to her thoughts the way Ethan had and she’d reacted in kind. But from him? It just brought out a small, shy, smile. “Uh–” She thought about this, feeling a little on edge as she walked next to him. “I thought he liked me,” she shrugged, trying to give an air of nonchalance as if she hadn’t been crying and shooting up his car moments before. “But turns out he was just messin’ with me. Saw him at the Hog with some other girl and I just felt–” She looked up at him. “Stupid.”

Love. What a goddamn bitch of an emotion. Made everyone do crazy things. Some good. Some bad. And boy, when it stung, it stung like hell. “Well, if that girl he was with wasn’t just a friend, then it sounds like the jackass wasn’t worth your time,” he said matter-of-factly, shaking his head as he stared out at the street ahead of them. “Anyone who toys with you like that is someone you should run far away from.” Sadie deserved better. She deserved someone who could give her as much as she gave everyone else. He looked over at her and gave her a sympathetic smile. “Trust me. You’re not the stupid one.”

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“You don’t think m’crazy?” Oh. Oh. It was a wonder she’d been so moony eyed for the man in front of her. He was everything she’d ever wanted in romance and thensome. Almost instantly she’d felt better. Somehow she could feel jilted and jaded and complete and utter heartache and Ethan Heine would come around and make her forget absolutely everything. Even her own damn name. She looked at the damned thing in her hand and felt incredibly stupid then. “My car’s up a few blocks away. Didn’t want anyone to it nearby.” She admitted to him with a sheepish grin.

“Nah. Well...” He grinned, teasing her when he lifted his finger and thumb so that they were barely apart from each other. “Only a little.” His face broke out into an all-out smile. She’d never be as crazy as some of the women he’d had the displeasure of meeting over the years. “Smart move. Can’t have you gettin’ caught now.” He held back to match Sadie’s stride, wanting to walk beside her. “So...do you wanna talk about it?”

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If she thought she’d been humiliated before, it was nothing compared to now. This was the last person she’d want to see this way, not angry and retaliating but crying. She’d been too vulnerable in front of too many people but this wasn’t one of those people. Sadie wanted Ethan to think she was tough, unshakable. Instead, he’d probably see her unhinged and over emotional after tonight. “Dinner?” His words surprised her and she wiped at her face with her free hand and sniffled, giving him a single nod. “Dinner sounds okay, yeah. I uh– this s’all kinda silly.”

“Not if it’s how you feel. That’s not silly.” He knew a thing or two about anger. Sadness. Whatever emotion she could think of. Everyone had ‘em. And just because they were her feelings, that didn’t make them less important. “I think the diner might still be open. Let’s go stuff our faces with milkshakes and burgers.” He nodded down the street and started walking in the direction of a place they’d probably been to a million times. A place where comfort food could easily be found. Ethan looked at Sadie’s hands and tried to hide a grin. “We might need to hide the evidence before we go in, though.”

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It had been humiliating. The sort of humiliating that had left her crying her eyes out until she’d squared her shoulders and made the decision to retaliate, grabbing her brother’s old BB Gun and finding her way to his front yard. Of course he wasn’t there, because he’d been out with the girl he’d paraded in front of her after making her think he actually liked her, but it was better this way. Surely she’d be caught at one tire and headlight if he’d been home. She’d blown through three tires when she heard him, and of course, of course she recognized his voice and she was startled immediately. “S’not what it looks like,” she told him lamely, attempting to hide the thing behind her back as if it wasn’t too big in the first place. She’d been crying, too, and she’d forgotten that there was likely mascara all over her face. “I’d tell ‘em you weren’t– I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble like I do.”

Ethan’s eyebrows rose in playful disbelief, a small grin trying to worm it’s way onto his face at the idea of this not being exactly what it looked like. He wasn’t out here to encourage her, but something about the whole scene seemed more comical than anything. Until one of the streetlights caught her face better, and he could finally see the smudges around her eyes. Whatever smile had been growing on his face disappeared, and instead he was hit with a pang of sympathy. Girl just couldn’t catch a break, could she? “I know you wouldn’t,” he told her sincerely, his voice gentle. “Just for my peace of mind, though, why don’t you and I go grab a late night dinner and talk about what happened so you don’t get in trouble either.” No matter how much or how little her latest target deserved this, it wouldn’t stop any of the cops from gettin’ onto her. He didn’t wanna think about her gettin’ reprimanded too hard in this kinda state. “That sound okay?”

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Ethan sighed the moment he saw Kent’s face on the other side of the door, already partially aware of why he was here, and how it connected to the silently fuming Remy he’d come across earlier. Honestly, if Ethan had a dime for every time Kent found himself in one of these pickles, he’d never have to work another day in his life. Sometimes he just wanted to shove these two in a room and make them talk it out when it got like this, but right now, they weren’t there yet. He wanted to make sure Kent came out of that room alive when it happened.

“Come on,” Ethan said, stepping aside and nodding his head down his hallway. “I won’t hit ya. It’ll be easier apologizin’ if you’re still in one piece.” Plus, he wasn’t ready to let Sadie have at him, and he’d need those puppy eyes workin’ if he was gonna make this right with Remy. Not to mention it might only tick Remy off more if her other half was all bruised up, whether she was angry at him or not.

Inside, Ethan took one of the beers Kent brought and sat at his dining room table, taking a thoughtful sip as he contemplated what the game plan could be. “Alright, what kind of damage control have you done already?”

Of all people, for Kent to reach out to in a time of despair, this probably wasn’t the best choice. He could’ve asked anyone else for advice that might have an unbiased and objective outlook on the whole thing, but that’s the kicker– Kent didn’t want someone telling him what he should have done. He wanted someone who knew Remy better than he did to steer him in a direction of how to effectively fix it all and only left one last person on the list. 

So here he was, on the doorstep with a takeout box from Bootlegger’s in one hand and a six-pack int he other, hoping it’d be enough of an offering to have Ethan look beyond the fact that Kent was the reason Remy was upset right now. 

“You can hit me if you want,” he offered the second the door swung open. “Wouldn’t much blame you if you did, but don’t take a shot at my ribs ‘cause I think one’s still bruised and if I gotta go to the clinic, I think Sadie Lockhart might just kill me after what I said to her at that Fall Festival.”

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The night was crisp and clear as Ethan walked home from the small arts and crafts store in town. With a bag full of supplies in hand, he strolled down the mostly empty sidewalk and enjoyed the quiet of the sleepy little town. Well, almost quiet. He heard a loud, single pop not too far away from where he was. It startled him enough to jump, but it wasn’t ominous enough to send him sprinting the other way. Seemed like it was more firecracker, less gunshot. Brows furrowed, he cautiously moved toward the noise, another pop signaling that he must be getting close. Until finally...he saw her. And for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to be surprised. He casually leaned against a nearby wall, watching the scene unfold. “Should I even ask what you’re doing, or should I walk away so no one thinks I’m an accomplice?” @stcrgazings​

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