After a sleepless night which she spent thinking over every decision she'd ever made in regards to her relationships with Jake and Travis, Natalie couldn't take it anymore. She needed to talk to Travis face-to-face. It was bad enough that their friendship was crippled from their breakup but now bringing Jake into it made her feel awful
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Late Sunday afternoon there was a knock at his door and he pulled himself off the couch, muting whatever mindless movie had been playing in the background, to went to answer the door. He was still wearing his pajama bottoms, a wrinkled white t-shirt, and scruffy from not shaving since Friday morning. Though, he really didn't care much-
Or he wouldn't have if it hadn't been Natalie on the other side of the door.
And he had a pretty good idea why she was here.
"Natalie-" he said, offering her an uncomfortable and tight smile. "I definitely wasn't expecting you."
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"You should have," she shot back, her arms crossed defensively, unable to hide the anger in her tone. It wasn't necessarily all toward Travis. "You punched Jake in the face and you expect me not to come find out what you were thinking? "
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Travis should have expected her. In fact, he was surprised she didn't turn up sooner now that he really thought about it.
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"I don't get it Travis."
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"I've always been quick to forget all the bad things, " she turned away and took in the scene of Travis' living area. "I guess it's a weird sort of optimism."
What was her point? "It seems like you don't ever want to put any sort of blame on me and part of me wonders why."
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"I can't be mad at you," he sighed, watching her carefully as she studied his flat.
It hit him then that this may have been the very first time she'd been at his place. He wasn't exactly prone to throwing parties (mostly out of fear somebody would break his larger than necessary television or one of his many gaming systems) and they had just grown apart so much-
"It's guy code or something. I don't know."
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She took a seat on his couch and did everything she could to put on her most patient face. "There's obviously something keeping you from moving on with your life when it comes to me."
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"No-. I'm not upset with you because we were broken up. We weren't even talking then," he reasoned, which was half true at least.
Travis sat down next on the couch but put enough space between them.
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