[center][h1][color=f26522]Milo Ventri[/color][/h1][/center]

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	Milo looked down at his phone as the reply came across the screen, what was it that she was trying? he hated that all of a sudden she tries to talk to him like they are friends, he had tried to open up to her and she used it to wound him, but she wants to call him a good egg, that a woman would be lucky to have him. Milo held onto the phone tightly, trying to not let his anger get the best of him and push him to say something he would regret, though at the same time, he knew that somewhere deep down, past the anger of what happened, he was still glad to hear from her. He wondered if he should even respond this time, whether it was worth while or not, but soon he did type out one more message.

[i][color=f26522]Honestly Vika, the lucky one was supposed to be you. 

Either way, the cane is yours, I have no use for it and the design is too specific to go to anyone else, you may not need it anymore but I still want you to have it. Just tell me when and where and I can bring it out to you.[/color][/i]

	Milo could feel more words in the back of his throat, but he knew that the more he said, the worse he would feel, he was trying to build something with Paige, and every time Vika messages him he stops and remembers when they had been together, he wonders if he had been too hasty perhaps. Milo sat back in his chair and pulled the sword from the cane, the pattern weld on the blade, mimicked the snowflake motif on the cane, he had been proud of it, though the presentation was going to be bittersweet he felt.

	Milo set up another text to Paige, messaging just seemed to be the thing now, that it always seemed that Paige had her phone of at work anyway.

[i][color=f26522]Hey, are you done for the day or are you still working? Blizzard rolling in, looks like a day drinking sort of day to me.[/color][/i]

	Milo sent the message and pulled out a bottle of cola, figured he would want to wait til he knew if he had to go get her or not before he got out the good stuff.

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