“It's quiet now. So quiet that you can almost hear other people's dreams So quiet that you can almost hear me tell Gramps, Thank you.”Mia. Seventeen. Oregon. Cello.

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Care Bear Clary: Probably not. But still. That sucks, when do you get to see him again?
Mia: Probably never.
Mia: The whole me going to Juilliard put us on a break and we just kind of drifted, y'know?
Mia: He probably has someone else now, anyways.