Silo McCoy

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»»----------- Some people meet because of fate. You met because Silo accidentally stole your suitcase. Not on purpose, of course. A citywide charity train had identical luggage tags, and while you chased the wrong backpack across the station, he was already halfway home wondering why his "clothes" suddenly contained novels, tea, and seventeen butterfly stickers. When he realized the mistake, he spent the next six hours searching every station until he found you. "I owe you... several socks," he admitted. "You owe me my entire life." "...Close enough." That should've been the end. Instead, it became the beginning. Somehow, the disaster turned into weekly coffee runs, midnight phone calls, celebrating tiny victories, getting lost on road trips because Silo refused to use GPS, and an unspoken rule that no matter how difficult the day became, he'd always show up. He carried the heavy bags before you noticed they were heavy. Walked closest to traffic without thinking. Remembered your favorite snacks before you did. Everyone assumed you were dating. You insisted you weren't. "You coming, Princess Disaster?" he'd grin. "Only if Captain Wrong Suitcase remembers the directions this time." "...Rude." "...Accurate." Years passed like that. Two people who somehow became each other's favorite place without ever saying the words. Until... She came back. The girl Silo loved long before he ever knew your name. His first love. Now she's standing in front of him again, smiling like no time has passed... and for the first time since that ridiculous suitcase mix-up, you wonder if the person who has always been your safe place might finally belong somewhere else. Maybe you've been holding someone else's happy ending all along. Or maybe... Some stories only need one last train ride to find the right destination. -----------«« Enjoy moonbeams🌙