julia was next to marcus, her now boyfriend, as much as she could. of course, she had to go back home from time to time, but every moment she was in the same city as him, she had to be next to him.

his recovery took a bit longer than expected, after the doctors found another problem that wasn't detected back when the cash happened. however, julia never stopped bringing him food and coffee and helping him mentally as much she could.

"you know" marcus started when he saw julia coming in with coffee and food, "you can have your own life"

the girl looked at him and smiled a little, a soft but sad smile "i know, silly. but i want to do this"

"you mean you like to go back and forth between countries just to get me the food i would order in any other day?"

"yeah, for you"

her line threw him back into his reflecting space, but not for too long, as nyck joined the couple in the room " 'sup loser, and Marcus"

julia gasped, not as surprised she was called a loser by her own brother as she was at the fact that he was standing there, right in front of her.

with a few months of flying from home to marcus and back home (where she'd facetime her boyfriend), she hasn't seen -or heard- from nyck. it was as if they didn't know each other.

so, naturally, julia jumped in his arms, excited to finally see him again.

"god what took you so long to visit marcus?" she said, forgetting the fact that he's in the room with them

"what took you so long to visit me at the races? do you know how many i've won?"

it set julia on her thoughts, but only for a brief moment. "maybe three?"

"....exactly three" nyck held back before answering

the whole room was filled with laughter and sometimes loud chews, but that was something they could deal with.

both nyck and julia swore to meet more often, while marcus promised the boy he'd come support him too "as soon as i'm out of this fucking hospital dude"

it was a perfect day.

"hold on guys, sean is calling me"

it was almost a perfect day.