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Jeremy 𝑷𝑶𝑷𝑺 the collar on his non-hooded jacket, concealing his identity from what his baseball cap could not. His feet colliding with the cobblestone streets of Nᴇᴡ Oʀʟᴇᴀɴs. Few individuals would recognize him here. However, these individuals were quite ⇾

⇽ something for himself, he was putting himself first. 𝑊𝑎𝑠? He /𝐈𝐒/ building something for himself. Astounded by how quickly his thoughts became centered around his former lover, he knew he had to set the record straight; to come face to face with her and form an ⇾

⇽ prod the doorbell, he follows it up with a few firm knocks. Awaiting an answer, he scans the neighbourhood, kicking his heels. What felt like too long for his attention span, the entryway swung open, revealing an individual. This individual was 𝙣𝙤𝙩 Bonnie, but someone ⇾