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It had probably been over an hour since we had started to talk, but it felt like we had known each other our whole lives. There was something familiar about 'buddy', but I couldn't quite place it. It was as if we had been meeting in different lives, and he kept trying to grasp my heart (he didn't need to try, a single glance at him and I'm conquered like newly discovered land) in each one.
To be honest, I'd be fine not knowing my whole life, as long as he was here.
All of a sudden, a young man (whom my brain somehow recognised as being called Deacon), just a bit taller than buddy came towards us holding a young girl no older than ten. They looked similar enough to be related, but whether they were cousins or siblings or what, it was kinda hard to tell.
Buddy turned to them instantly, looking a bit tense and shocked at being disturbed, but he calmed down when he recognised them. They started talking, and the little girl would chip in every once in a while, giving my brain time to wander. This, unfortunately, led to my brain realising that even the little girl looked familiar, except she seemed to have changed over time, so I couldn't really put the pieces together that easily.
I reach towards my cup, and bring it to my lips, but as soon as I lift the cup, I start choking.
Wait. waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait
Why is my mouth filling with water?