<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/6b/67/85/6b6785c1e261f131337715404a2c3885.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kristine Anderson<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong>School Nurse<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>https://49.media.tumblr.com/99f4c22da1dabddcdffb0a54238a11df/tumblr_ny8fb0hf2r1uozcy6o2_500.gif<br/><strong>Clothes:</strong>Just like the image, jeans, dark gray cotton tank top and sneakers.  Hair up in a messy bun<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Hayden Sky<strong><em>[Closed]</em></strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>#8; Kris' apartment<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>October 4, 2016 7:18 PM<br/><hr/><br/>Her phone had been buzzing nearly nonstop for the last hour.  She’d sent a mass text to her family and closest friends to let them know she made it safely to Virginia.  She’d sent out another text to friends she was less close with to let them know she’d had a major change in life.  Everyone wanted to know why and did she get fired, where was she working now, the whole litany of questions that went along with any major life change.  She’d stopped checking every single buzz.<strong>”Looks like someone is a step ahead of me.”</strong>She smiled and waved him further into the apartment.  Her phone buzzed again and she cursed under her breath.  Kris hadn’t looked at Hayden hard enough to know anything was amiss.<strong>”Just a sec.  Let me clear these notifications and just turn the damn thing off.”</strong><br/><br/>She turned and jogged the couple steps to the couch.<strong>”Make yourself at home.”</strong>She waved a hand without looking at him.  Her fingers flicked over the screen of the smartphone quickly.<strong>”That’s odd…”</strong>She muttered seeing a mass text from a number she didn’t recognize off hand.  As soon as she opened it though.<em>That bitch!  Why does she still have my number?!  Thought she would have gotten the picture…</em>her thoughts trailed off when she realized what the message was.<em>It’s okay.  Keep your cool.  Don’t let on to Hayden.  Past is dead and gone, just leave it there.</em>The slender brunette shook her head to clear it.  She plaster on a smile and looked up to find Hayden.<br/><br/><strong>”You brought Chinese.  You’re my knight in shining…”</strong>She saw it in his eyes then.  His lips were smiling but his eyes held so much pain.  She dropped her phone, now shut off, back down on the couch.  Memories came flooding back of a night, it was like she could see that younger Hayden superimposed over the man that stood before her.  Her heart broke for him all over again.  Karen must still have had his number too.  Why wouldn’t she have deleted it?  Surely they weren’t still in contact.  Of course something like this would happen when they found each other again.  She didn’t know what kind of network of friends he had here but she seriously doubted any of them knew about that part of his past.<br/><br/>Kris didn’t utter a word.  She just closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms around him like she had then.  God why did this have to hurt him so bad?  She’d give anything to take that pain away from her friend.  She would have bet serious money he’d have been married and happy by now.  Maybe he was happy here, making a life for himself.  She hugged him tight for several long minutes before she whispered,<strong>”I’m sorry, Hay.  I didn’t know she had either of our numbers anymore.”</strong>Her hands stroked over his back trying to soothe the pain.  She used a more intimate nickname for him because in that moment, she just couldn’t tease him.  She didn’t want to make his pain worse.<br/><br/><strong>”Let’s eat.  We’ll find something on the boobtube.  And if you want, we can get stupid drunk to numb the pain.  I know, it’s not your thing but trust me on this one, sometimes it’s a viable option.”</strong>And if she could trust herself getting stupid drunk with anyone, it would be Hayden.  She knew she didn’t have to worry about anything happening that they would regret come the next morning.  Because, after all, they’d lived together for a while in high school.  They knew way too much about each other to go anywhere physical or romantic with one another.  After that bombshell of a text she’d completely forgotten her earlier conflicting and confusing feelings.<strong>”You can even laugh at me trying to use chopsticks.  My skills haven’t improved and I can’t find my forks.”</strong>She laughed a little trying to lighten the mood.<br/><br/>He’d probably remember her resorting to using her fingers to eat Chinese take out in the past.  Why get up and find forks when she had fingers? So what if it made mess.  She could wash her hands.  At this point though, Kris would do anything to take his mind off a pain she knew she couldn’t take away.  She could help him keep his mind busy with other things though, just like that night that didn’t feel so long ago all of the sudden.<br/>