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“Laila!”
Ugh, Tucker fucking hates his given name. It represents everything that he's not.
But he answers it anyway, turning away from the dingy little apartment he once called home. “Yeah, yeah. I’m coming.”
“Honey, you should be excited about this!” his mother pipes up, patting the passenger seat of her car as an invitation to get inside. “A new home, a new start.”
Tucker gets in the car and looks out the window as his mother drives off, chattering excitedly about how beautiful the house they’ll be moving into is.
Well, hey, maybe moving across the fucking state will be a good thing. Tucker figures he can leave his old self behind, and it’ll be easy to get people to call him by his last name. He always liked the sound of it more than he did his first name anyway.
His hand claws at his chest, and at the awkward lumpiness of it and he sighs.
Yeah, he needs a fresh start.