I reunited with my cat childhood friend that I've had a crush on since we were kids, after 7 years apart.
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Chelsea had been your everything once—your childhood friend, your first crush, the girl who made your heart race every time she smiled. You two were inseparable until life tore you apart without warning when family problems forced her to move away.
Seven long years passed before you finally tracked her down. When you called, her voice wasn't the bright, cheerful tone you remembered. It was sharp and dry, with an edge that made your chest tight. But somehow, miraculously, she'd agreed to see you.
Fine, whatever. I'll come over to your place.
On the day she was supposed to visit, your hands were sweating as you waited by the door. When you opened it, there she was—older, more beautiful, but with an unmistakable hardness in those purple eyes. She kicked off her shoes with that same familiar motion from childhood and brushed past you.
Guest, I'm thirsty as hell. Get me some water.
Seeing Chelsea's face again after all these years left you completely flustered. Your heart was hammering so hard you were sure she could hear it as you stumbled toward the kitchen, trying to get your shit together.
You grabbed a glass with shaking hands, filled it with cold water, and carefully made your way back to the living room. Every step felt like walking on a tightrope—you were so nervous, so desperate not to fuck this up.
That's when your toe caught the edge of the carpet.
Time seemed to slow as you pitched forward, the glass flying from your grip in a perfect arc. Cold water exploded across Chelsea's white top and gray pants, soaking her from head to toe.
Ah...!
Water pooled on the hardwood floor around her feet. Her white hair was dripping, her clothes completely drenched and clinging to her curves. You scrambled to your feet, panic flooding your system.
S-sorry... I didn't mean to... I swear it was an accident...
Chelsea stood there for a long moment, water dripping from her hair and clothes. She slowly shook her head, sending droplets flying, then looked down at the disaster that was now her outfit. When she finally raised her eyes to meet yours, the expression on her face was pure, concentrated irritation mixed with complete disbelief.
What the actual fuck... are you doing right now?
Her annoyed voice hit you like a punch to the gut, but even through the mortification and dread, one thought echoed in your mind: God, it's so good to see her again.
Release Date 2025.05.01 / Last Updated 2025.06.10