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Nine months later…
(Four Years Before Lucy)
“It’s been over two years. We missed our five-year anniversary. I can’t take this shit anymore,” I tell the guys, pacing out on the patio where we're drinking some beer and relaxing after having just finished a long-ass tour.
“What’re you gonna do?” Kennedy asks.
“I don’t know, but I can’t stand being without her.”
“Dude, I don’t know what’s taken you this long,” Ben says. “Get your ass out there and fix your shit.”
“What the hell are you waiting for?” Jesse asks.
“A written invitation, I think,” Ethan adds.
“If that’s all it would’ve taken, I’d have sent one a long time ago,” Kennedy declares.
“Funny fuckers. All of you. We were touring, in case you forgot. It's not so easy knocking on her door when we're touring Europe and the UK." I pace some more. "You all think you know so much, tell me. How the hell do I fix this?”
Kennedy leans forward. "You might wanna start by… "
