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[img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzk7mwzrEx1qgzxcao1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Grimm H.S.: Coach's Office[/center][hr]	Ash had no idea what she had actually expected when she asked the question. She had grown so used to asking things and getting no response back from Marc but that had been years ago. She knew why she asked the question now, but she hadn't expected anything and his lack of reluctance took Ashley out of her element. She was utterly speechless as she listened to Marc open up to her for the first time in their entire lives having known one another. It was not something she ever thought she would get to experience in her lifetime and yet here it was, right now, right in front of her and all it took was for her to ask the god damn question to get the answer. Her mind began to drift back to the day that they had called it quits but she forced herself not to bring that up. Not now at least.

	She watched his face as she listened to him, she hadn't seen such emotion on it before, sure she had seen inklings of the emotions that she now saw, but it was different to have the full effect of the words and tone worked along with the expressions on his face. She almost scoffed at the mention of that cliche until he continued onwards with his answer. Ash felt like he was practically gushing over her now and she stared at him, her eyes beginning to water and her mouth slightly agape as she heard what he had really thought all those years ago. As Marc mentioned the lake, Ash's cheeks flushed as she thought about memories of them skinny dipping, playing dumb games like marco polo, curling around each other while listening to mellow music and reading and then the meals they made together while there that became messier than they probably should have...

	Her train of thought was then cut off as she realised Marc had mentioned the night of prom. He had lost someone he cared about? But they had broken up weeks before prom... Did that mean? She felt her jaw tensing a little and she eyed Marc's face as he finished speaking. The rest of his words were sweet and would normally have pushed her over the brink of tears but she was too focused on the night of prom. She let her eyes dart between Marc's, looking at each eye individually as if looking for an answer without speaking the question that was fore front in her mind right then. She swallowed the dry lump in her throat and took her hands back from his, the soft warmth of his lips lingering on the back of her hand as she steeled herself to ask this next, brand new, question. Her face was set and she listened to his little joke to bring matters back to a less heavy and serious state but she was about to bring it right back down again.

	[color=crimson]"Marc. You said you lost someone you cared about. We broke up weeks before that so I know it isn't me you're talking about. The only other person that was gone after that night was..."[/color] Her brain wracked itself thinking through everyone and then it hit her but it didn't make sense. [color=crimson]"...Simone?"[/color] The question was there, lingering in the air and Ash had a look of utter confusion and hurt plastered across her face. Why was she hurt? She didn't rightly know but it was there, that pain, it was real.[hr]