******Annabeth******
**Beware..there would be talks about suicide and abuse etc. Just generally triggering topics.. you can skip if it makes you uncomfortable. I love you;)**
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On getting to my town, I picked a taxi to Karen's house which was thankfully a 7 minute drive from the station. I turned around to the back of her house and looked up.
There was a soft light coming from her room. Thats a good sign, right?
I began to creep up the pipe to her room sneakily as the feeling of deja vu washed through me. We did this a lot in high school, with no particular reasons, we just enjoyed the adrenaline.
I scaled with ease, surprising even myself. I would have used the front but it was late and I didn't want her hypertensive mother hammering me with questions I don't have a
