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they didn't kiss but their destinies are intertwined forever. they didn't kiss but in every universe they find each other and only jayce can make viktor understand his faults. they didnt kiss but jayce doomed viktor to his fate as the machine herald and then saved him. they didn't kiss but their love literally saved the world

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The similarities ☹️

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Let's..... go lesbians?

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ִ ࣪𖤐 Иди на хуй ๋࣭ ⭑

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A few weeks later,

her mom had finally allowed Alex to call her father. Tension crackled in the air as Alex's mother handed her the phone with a terse, dismissive gesture.

"Doubt he'll even answer," she muttered under her breath, the disdain in her voice palpable.

Ignoring the jab, Alex rolled her eyes and hurried upstairs, eager to escape her mother's sour mood. Once alone, she paced the hallway, heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and trepidation. After a few deep breaths, she steeled herself and pressed the call button.

The line rang several times before a deep, masculine voice answered. "Hello?"

"Uh, hi? It's me, Alex...Alexandra," she said, her voice wavering slightly. It had been years since she'd last spoken to her father, since the whole incident that had driven them apart.

"Oh, wow," he replied, sounding equally caught off guard. "How's it going?"

"You know, okay," Alex said awkwardly, fidgeting with her necklace. "Actually, things are kind of a mess over here, and I was wondering if I could maybe come stay with you for a few weeks?" The words tumbled out in a rush, betraying her nervousness.

The line went silent for a moment, and Alex held her breath. "Sure, honey, you're always welcome here," her father finally said, his tone warm and reassuring. "What do you mean, things are a mess?"

Alex hesitated, unsure how to broach the subject. "I can tell you more when I get there," she said. "If that's okay?"

"Of course," he replied. "Just send me your address details and I'll come pick you up."

Relief flooded Alex's features, and she couldn't help but grin. "Thank you, Dad. I'm really excited to see you again. It's been too long."

Her father chuckled. "It has. I'll let you go for now, but I'll see you soon, okay?"

"Okay. Bye, Dad. Love you."

"Love you too, honey."

As Alex hung up the phone, she couldn't suppress a giddy little dance.

"Hell yes!" she exclaimed, already bounding down the curved glass stairs.

"Guess who's leaving this hellhole soon!"

Her shout startled one of the maids, and she heard her stepfather's voice calling out a reprimand from the living room. But Alex paid him no mind, her mind already racing with plans for her impending escape.

Alex pocketed her phone and walked over to her mother, a mischievous grin plastered across her face.

"Just wait, it's not all rainbows and sunshine over there," her mother scoffed dismissively.

Alex's eyes narrowed as she fired back, "Probably ten times better than this shithole."

Slamming her hands down on the counter, her mother's face flushed with anger. "He's a fucking pogue for God's sake, Alexandra!" she yelled.

"If anybody lives in a shithole, it's your father," her mother spat, jabbing a finger in Alex's direction. "We're the better ones here," she hissed, her voice dripping with disdain.

Rage bubbling to the surface, her mother growled, "You should be grateful for what you have, you brat," before storming off into the living room.

Alex scoffed and stuck her tongue in her cheek, the tension palpable in the air around her.

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After rotting in her bed mindlessly scrolling on instagram, Alex decided she needed some time out on the beach, preferably with her bestfriends.

Tuesday 5:12am

Deena🦧

My stomach hurts😢

Sammy hammy🐹

shut up

Today 3:17pm

Alex

Yall up to go to the beach and swimmmm?

Sammy hammy 🐹

HAILLL YESSS😫😫

Sammy hammy🐹

Deenas probably too busy doing whatever

the hell she does🙄

Alex

UGH NO FRLS.

shes a fake fan sighh😪😪

well ill head over to yours in a second i just  gotta

get ready rq

Sammy hammy🐹

kk!!!

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Alex eagerly sprang from her bed, her bare feet gliding across the wooded floor as she dashed to her walk-in closet. Clicking her tongue, she surveyed her options, determined to find the perfect outfit for her outing with Sam.

She settled on a pair of tan cargo shorts - the same ones she had worn last time, despite being slut-shamed by an elderly onlooker. That incident only fueled her resolve to wear them more often. Paired with a pink tube top and her light pink bikini top and bottoms peeking out from underneath, Alex felt a surge of confidence.

With a flurry of motion, she threw on the clothes and hastily swept her hair into a messy ponytail, knowing it would likely become disheveled anyway. Grabbing her small beach bag, fully stocked with her essentials, she slipped into her flip-flops and snatched up her phone and sunglasses before heading downstairs.

"Where the hell are you going?" Mike snapped from the kitchen, his mouth full of chips.

"Uh, to hang out with my friends," Alex replied, her tone dripping with obvious exasperation.

Sliding her sunglasses down over her eyes, she made her way out the front door and over to the garage, where she retrieved her skateboard. With a few quick pushes, she was on her way to Sam's house.

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After a brief skateboard journey, Alex arrived at Sam's place. There, on the porch, sat Sam, eagerly awaiting her friend's arrival.

"Stop, you look so good!" Sam exclaimed, enveloping Alex in an excited hug.

"Thank you, so do you!" Alex beamed. "Let's head over, I'm so freaking excited," she added, her words tumbling out with palpable enthusiasm.

Sam grabbed her bicycle, and the two girls set off together, their laughter and chatter filling the air as they made their way to the beach.

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Alex wrinkled her nose in disgust as she gestured towards the left side of the beach.

"Yuck," she muttered.

At this point, Alex and Sam had already set up their towels and were about to go for a swim when they spotted them – Topper and Rafe, the notorious "Biggest Bitches Of The Outer Banks," as Deena would say.

"Biggest bitches," Sam cackled, practically reading Alex's mind.

"Right?" Alex agreed with a loud, exaggerated laugh.

"If only Deena was here, she'd definitely make a scene," Alex said, grinning mischievously.

"Thank god she's not – that would be so embarrassing," Sam cringed.

"Yeah, definitely," Alex chuckled as she stripped off her top and shorts and made her way to the water. She glanced back to see Sam shaking her head nervously. Alex shot her a confused, lopsided smile and shrugged, not understanding what Sam was trying to tell her – until she heard that all-too-familiar voice.

"Alexxx," Topper drawled out, his voice dripping with feigned friendliness.

"Fucking hell," she groaned, plastering on a painfully fake smile and crossing her arms defensively. She turned around to face him.

"Topper," she said, mimicking his drawn-out delivery.

A  mischievous grin spread across his face.

"Well, well, look who we have here. Haven't seen you around much lately, Alex," he drawled, his voice dripping with feigned innocence.

Alex's eyes narrowed, her jaw tightening.

"Yeah, maybe that's because, shocker, I've been actively avoiding your sorry ass," she snapped, her words laced with sarcasm as she dramatically threw her hands up in mock surprise.

Topper let out a loud, exaggerated gasp. "Avoiding little old me? Now why on earth would you do a thing like that?" he asked, batting his eyelashes in an overly dramatic display of false hurt.

Alex rolled her eyes, her frustration palpable.

"You have the entire goddamn beach to roam, Topper. Can't you just go hang out with your precious little boyfriend and leave me the hell alone for once?" she growled, gesturing angrily at the vast expanse of sand and surf.

"Whew, feisty one, isn't she?" Topper hollered over to Rafe, who was chugging a beer a few yards away.

"Whats new?" Rafe shouted back, his voice dripping with amusement.

Glaring, Alex shoved past Topper, her shoulder colliding with his as she made her way back to Sam.

"Leave me the hell alone next time, Topper," she spat.

Sam greeted Alex with a nervous smile. "So, how'd that go?"

Alex shrugged, a resigned expression on her face.

"He's being a dick, but that's nothing new." She reached down and took Sam's hand, pulling her up from the towel.

"Come on, let's go swim. We can't let those two assholes ruin our day."

Hand in hand, the two girls made their way towards the water, Alex jumping in first, followed closely by Sam.

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