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for: @plantfeed location: piper's lasagna party (????)

Despite having her right in their lap, Frankie felt miles away from Lo. It wasn’t her fault - they regularly felt as if they were floating outside of themselves on a regular basis, she was just a part of the… fantasy. Their text conversation earlier had popped the shiny pink bubble they’d been living in together - it’d done nothing to dampen Frankie’s feelings, but doubt crept in and latched on like a leech. All night he snuck glances at Lo, wondering if she was about to finally say she was tired of him, never saw them going anywhere, wanting a kid now or for him to hit the road. She always said all the right things, there was no reason for the panic, but it ate at Frankie anyway. “I love you.” There was a conversation about how painful IUD insertions were on their left and the world’s most awkward date happening on their right. A half-eaten lukewarm plate of lasagna shared between the two of them on the table in front of them. It was the worst time and worst place to tell someone they loved them for the first time, but it’d slipped out with ease. “A lot. Just thought you should know.”