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~Emily's POV~
I was angry before my eyes opened and the wine hangover set in.

If Andy wants to run away scared because he loves me, then I'll play along. We've never fought like this before but how hard was it for him to say that he loves me back? I surveyed the mess of overturned things scattered about my bedroom floor until I found the drawing of Andy on stage, I haven't showed it to him yet so I'm going to mail it to him along with everything that he's ever sent me.

I stood on my tiptoes and grabbed a shoe box from the top of my closet, throwing the shoes at the wall and writing song lyrics inside of the lid. I carefully packed his stuff into the shoebox, a shirt from last year's Warped Tour, a padlock on a chain that he wore for a couple of years, my favorite CD that he made with all of my favorite songs on it, a charcoal sketch of me dressed as a teddy bear that I've had on my wall for months, a black bandana that smelled like his cologne until I slept with it under my pillow for so long the smell came out, earbuds with my initials on the ear piece and the lyrics to my favorite song written down the cord, a polka dot sheep that he stole from my favorite store, and a tiny plastic laser gun that makes a cheesy blast sound and beams a red light when you pull the trigger.

When Andy had his first major fight with Olivia I made a list of things I liked about him, every time they had a fight I wrote one thing from the list onto a strip of paper and made it into a paper star. How long have I been in love with him? I dumped the jar of stars into the box and covered it in mustache print duct tape. If nothing in this box convinces him talk to me again, we're through.

I used next week's lunch budget to make sure he gets the box tomorrow morning. I also wrote the return address as '123 C Sharp Street' so if he doesn't want to sign for it, I never have to see any of it again.

I typed the words "I'm so done" and erased them about a hundred times on my phone without sending them, I had to be strong and refrain from messaging him. Finally I decided my Sunday would be better spent working with Ashley on tomorrow's presentation.

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