#Al probably woulda brushed this off or called Ash a baby and then helped him get drunk lmao

[amuhav]

     “You didn’t discuss it early on? That’s, y’know, a pretty big clash of life plans that you should know about? Probably before big feelings got involved?” Sylvie shrugged. “I let Bay know where I stood from the start, anyway.”      Loch scoffed. “We’ve never discussed it. Not really. We were just kids when we first got together. Who talks about that shit at seventeen?” He sighed. “Then when we got back together... I... dunno. We thought we knew each other well enough, I guess. We were pretty deep in it by the time it first came up. Too...”       He glanced through the archway that separated the dining room from the bar beyond, where Asher stood drinking with Bay, seemingly okay if you didn’t look too closely.      “Too head-over-heels simping?” Sylvie finished for him, chuckling as Loch gave her a withering look. “Am I wrong?”      He sighed. “No, I suppose not.”  “So... you just... both dance around it like it doesn't exist?” “Pretty much. Uuuuuuugh. You guys couldn’t, like, space this out or something?”      “You really think that would’ve solved your terrible communication problem?”      “No,” Loch grumbled. “But could’ve given me time to...” He sighed again. “I dunno.”      “Put off having a proper conversation even longer?”      Loch glared at her. “Why are we friends again?”      “Because no one else will bitch with you about the things no one else notices—well, except maybe Alice, but she doesn’t get to come to these family events, so.” 

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