Mike: *slowly opens his eyes and looks at Peyton, then sits down with him*
*very subtle trembling*
…
*quietly mumbles*
....b-before we do this... I want to say that I love you... so, so much.... and not even this will change that....

Mike: *slowly nods, just closing his eyes and tryna keep himself together*
....okay...

Mike: *quietly, after a moment of hesitation*
..who’s taking the first swig?
*casually on the verge of a smol breakdown but he’s hiding it bc.. yeah*

Goooood afternoon

Mike: *walks out into the middle of the field, then just stops.. standing there*
…
*smol deep breath*

Mike: *slowly opens the front door, and just steps out*
*walking towards the field, being a quiet and upset man*
…

Mike: *slowly looks back up at him, letting out a shaky sigh*
…let’s do it…
*starts walking out of the office, and to the front door bc he assumes Peyton’s gonna follow him*

Mike: *just standing there, being a quiet man and tryna brace himself for what’s gonna happen*
…

Mike: *slowly looks up at him, then wipes his face with his arm bc he’s tryna pull himself together*
*steps over to him and hands him the note*
..put these in the bedroom...

Mike: *tryna stay calm, but he’s scared, man..*
…

Mike: *very quiet sniffle, and his expression seems to sadden a lil..*
......
*"this is the end.. it’s really the end.."*

Mike: *just waiting and thinking to himself*
*slightly more upset man because he hasn’t really accepted what’s going to happen yet, smh..*
….

Mike: *slowly beginning to drown in his thoughts again*
*le eyebrows go down, and he closes his eyes.. just waiting*
…

Mike: *waiting*
….
*"I can’t believe we’re doing this… we’re going to lose everything, everyone, just because we don’t want to be here anymore…"*

Mike: *nods slowly, just standing there*
…Alright then…

Mike: *thinking, then slowly nods*
..we could leave one of the flowers from the field with the note, that might work...
*smol, slightly shaky sigh*

Mike: *thinks for a moment*
There are a few places… the bedroom, maybe… or in the field by our house…
*casually picks up the note again bc haha i’m an indecisive idiot*

Mike: *watching him and being quiet*
*hiding all of his emotions go brrr*
….

Mike: *still holding the note because he wanted to skim over it, and slowly looks down*
*steps over, and sets it back down on the desk, then looks at Peyton*
…
*now he seems a lil more solemn..*

Mike: *considers it, then slowly nods*
..yeah, that’ll work...
*"so this is it.."*