When Gertie left Elmville, she wasn't planning on coming back. Unfortunately, life rarely cares for your plans, and it cares even less about your opinions on your high school ex-situationship exploding back into your life as the face of a storm-chasing crew tracking down the source of the magical cloudbursts destroying the country. main pair: gertie bladeshield/kristen applebees updating fridays!

Falling in love happens so quickly. It’s running across a cliff face, yelling at a friend over your shoulder, and not hearing their warning before stumbling off and dropping hundreds of feet to a raging ocean below, only to find the ocean transformed into a field of flowers that reach for you and carefully cushion your drop. It’s like if the sunset was a liquid, silky and rich and sparkling, and you were to imbibe every last drop and sit, drunk in the soft warmth of what you just did. Falling out of love isn’t quite like that. Falling out of love is more like looking back from where you came from and realizing that you’d walked down a whole mountain without realizing. It’s seeing the cliff face your friend guided you down from and seeing the jagged rocks she worried about. or: Rue doesn't know when it started, but they know something's ended.