Going back.

[the_prettygirl]

This weekend.  I'm booking a flight back to New York.

It was fun, while it lasted.  I think I needed to see them all again.  Needed to hold my smart little handsome godson's hand.  But somehow, I think Tree Hill will survive without me.

As for me?  I'm going to start from the bottom.  I'll buy empty space, since Victoria's taken over the store I

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[nottome]

And clearly Barney and I will model any suits you might design. Or guy-wear. Whatever. New York will once again be lively with you back in it.

[the_prettygirl]

Billy Hollister, can I get that in writing? Not that I would go to anyone else to model a suit, or hey, skimpy man-wear!

[nottome]

You would think the phrase 'skimpy man-wear' would make me go WTF, but... Hey, as long as I don't have to model your dresses or anything you can do perfectly well on your own.

[the_prettygirl]

I knew you had a dirty side underneath that awkward, dorky, sugar-cookie exterior!

[rattle_thecages]

I'm glad going back helped. I had a feeling it would.

[the_prettygirl]

It did. I was afraid of staying too long. I know it's home, and that's where you should always feel safe, but I don't think I'm supposed to choose safe right now.

Plus, I'll be closer to one Miss Rachel Dawes. That's kinda a plus, right?

[rattle_thecages]

Sometimes what is right isn't always what is safest. It builds character. And courage. I'd say you're on the right track.

Always. We need to get together again soon. I've missed you.

[the_prettygirl]

Thanks. I feel like it's right. I guess you can't hide forever.

I've missed you too. I promise not to get myself in too much trouble. Clearly you have enough on your hands with Twister Boy.