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It’s been months since PJ and Hazel kissed. Months since they murdered seven to ten stock photo football players in front of a live studio audience, but like, cunt-ily. If Hazel was really counting (she’s not) it would be eight weeks, three days, and a few hours since she trauma bonded with her friends from fight club.
PJ doesn’t consume her every waking thought – just a lot of them. Thoughts of PJ happened the most when she was curled up in bed with her headphones on, listening to sad sad sad music about love and love lost and hating yourself.
OR: Hazel loves stewing on her feelings for PJ and sad indie music - but she really wants things to work out this time.