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[not_the_s]

Kon had definitely had some epic fails in his life. There had been the thing with Knockout, obviously, and then the thing with Tana and that had worked out just wonderfully...sarcasm heavily meant. There were some island fails, too. Mostly it was the fail that had happened when the island had messed with him and then his reaction to that. Some

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[seeyousoonthen]

Savannah had gotten so used to being sleepy and sick that it took her almost a week to realize that she felt better. When she awoke and felt good. Not tired, not sick, not anything. It was wonderful. It had also taken almost a week to notice that things no longer fit. Her shirts were too tight on her chest and her jeans refused to button. She didn't think she looked any different, but denim didn't lie. She was getting wider and just generally bigger. That wouldn't do, but fortunately for her the clothing box was merciful and offered up a selection of lovely, shapeless sundresses that camouflaged her spreading hips and growing chest. The way the dresses flowed had the added benefit of concealing her belly. She wasn't really showing, but it had pooched out a little and it was hard.

After a long day of answering to MissVannah, she'd decided to go take in the peace of the beach. The sound of the waves always made her happy. She hadn't expected the fire. Or Kon. Or the nasty scent of burning plastic. Her sandals slapped her feet as she walked closer to see what was going on.

"Kon?" she said, curiously peering at the fire. "What're you up to, honey?"

[not_the_s]

It took Savannah's voice to break out of the semi-trance that Kon had found himself in while staring into the fire. "What am I what?" He frowned, looked back at the fire, and realization began creeping in. She was asking what he was doing. Right. He thought about lying to her, but it was Savannah and that wasn't really an option.

"Burning the video game that first turned things sour between me and Tim."

[seeyousoonthen]

"Oh, my," she said softly, moving closer to him, and the flames by default.

"Are you doing all right with all that? You don't seem all right...can I do anything?" she asked. Even in the firelight the concern in her eyes was apparent.

[not_the_s]

"I'm..." Kon thought about it. "Doing better, I guess? I don't know. I'm trying to make a fresh start, I guess. I haven't talked to him since...well, since, but I'm getting to the point that I think I can without going absolutely crazy. I think." Don't know, think, guess. If he didn't sound sure, it was because he wasn't sure. He wanted to believe that he'd be okay talking to Tim again, but he had no idea whether it would be when it came right down to it.

[seeyousoonthen]

"You don't sound too sure about any of that," she pointed out gently.

"Why don't we sit down? You can tell me, or we can talk about something else. Or not talk at all..."

[not_the_s]

"I haven't been sure of a lot of things since I've come here. Where do you want to sit? Here by the fire?" Savannah kind of reminded him of a kinder, gentler Roxy. He'd never kissed Roxy, though. Well, he'd only thought about kissing Roxy. He actually had kissed Savannah, although at times it was a little fuzzy.