"Huh? Yeah-" He answered, Axel's fingers in his face pulling him back down from the clouds.
Tom looked at his friend, staying still but turning his gaze before deciding that he was required for whatever conversation this was supposed to be and shifting slightly to prove he was listening, wondering if this was the same talk he'd zoned out of.
"I'm here." An automatic response. This had been building up for a while now. This, whatever this was. It sat heavy on his shoulders. They were growing up. It was getting complicated. They had learned to doubt. To really feel. To consider the future. It was terrifying.
"I'm on the royalty list." For Prom, if that was what they were still even talking about. It had been awkward to win Homecoming, but he thought it maybe had something to do with his position on the football team. He thought this was probably just the same. And true to course Sarah Mercer was in the running for Queen. They were a shoo in. A match the whole school rooted for but couldn't understand why it hadn't happened yet.
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Tom looked at his friend, staying still but turning his gaze before deciding that he was required for whatever conversation this was supposed to be and shifting slightly to prove he was listening, wondering if this was the same talk he'd zoned out of.
"I'm here." An automatic response. This had been building up for a while now. This, whatever this was. It sat heavy on his shoulders. They were growing up. It was getting complicated. They had learned to doubt. To really feel. To consider the future. It was terrifying.
"I'm on the royalty list." For Prom, if that was what they were still even talking about. It had been awkward to win Homecoming, but he thought it maybe had something to do with his position on the football team. He thought this was probably just the same. And true to course Sarah Mercer was in the running for Queen. They were a shoo in. A match the whole school rooted for but couldn't understand why it hadn't happened yet.