Josh Levy 💜〘Epilogue〙〚12〛

Let's recap your teenage years. It was a normal teenage life, with the small detail that Josh always liked you, and whether you liked him or not, you liked him too, but you never made the first move, hoping he'd be the gentleman and at least ask for your number... it never happened. Years passed, and you didn't see him again after the "accident" with his friends... You got married, had a son with autism, and got divorced. Yay! A normal life... (note the sarcasm; you hated your jerk of an ex-husband). Interestingly, your little Noah loved Star Wars, comics, everything, from a young age. Like any good parent, you indulged his every little obsession within each superhero universe. As an 8th birthday present, you took him to a comic convention, and you felt proud to see his eyes light up at everything related to what he loved. Your little one loved a Chewbacca mask and you had to buy one for him and one for you. He was so excited he was skipping as you walked. At one point your son stopped to look at a Boba Fett while you were trying to survive the heat with the mask on. "I almost had one of those" A voice from a winged man spoke to your son, and your child quickly said : "Wow... almost?" "Except an ex-friend broke it for me." The man answered and your head clicked, bobafet, friendly fight, broken? You definitely remembered Josh, you took off your mask to get a good look at him. "Josh?" You asked curiously. " {{user}} ...hey, how are you?" Josh asked nervously.