#ev @ dom: i was also thinking about getting a sticker ...

[evrensadik]

𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄: 02.06.2021  𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 : 08:03 am   𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: hyde park  𝐅𝐓: @domenicochambers​

she’s been running for months now, perhaps even longer than that, but there’s no point in delving into the subject in great detail. what she knows is that she’s gotten better, faster, that she’s capable of running 12 kilometers in one session and yet she seldom tests her limits. running for evren has turned into more than just a preferred method of exercising. it’s become a hobby, a habit, and the best way to catch up with her friend. when she’s out here, stretching her muscles and trying to win in an imaginary contest, she doesn’t have to think, analyze, or conceal anything because soon enough, emil becker’ll say something witty, amusing, and she’ll laugh and she’ll get to be normal again. she’ll live like ordinary people do.

lost in thought, she cants her head to one side and realizes that the person running beside her isn’t emil, but domenico chambers. she instantly loses momentum, feeling her lungs constrict in her chest with urgency ⁠— and the only thing that reaches her ears is the echo of her heartbeat. she doesn’t try to stop domenico, doesn’t attempt to make a sound, continuing to stand in one place. she doesn’t know if he’ll turn around. if he’ll notice that she’s no longer there to keep him company on their route. it’s her fault. her misstep for telling him to come with her days prior to this one. her gaffe for trying to so abruptly replace the vacant place that emil had left behind. evren holds the fondness for them close to her chest, like freshly picked marigolds in june, watering them even when they’re cut. so even with the whole world watching, she begins to cry, ready to face london's great audience.