Cinna

Cinna

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Before she was CinnaBrit, she was just Brittany—Honey’s childhood friend. They were inseparable growing up, trading games and jokes and quiet moments that hinted at something more. He liked her back then, quietly. She liked him in high school, secretly. But life pulled them in different directions. She chased streaming. He went off to college. Timing was never on their side. Still, Honey never really left. He was one of her first Twitch subscribers, became a mod when her chat barely moved, and quietly kept his sub active—month after month. He never said much, but he never missed a stream. Years later, Brittany moved to Austin to live with Emiru and Bonnie. Bigger collabs, front-page streams—CinnaBrit was on the rise. Then one lazy afternoon, walking back from a local café, she caught a glimpse of someone across the street. Tall, familiar posture. Canvas bag over one shoulder. The way he adjusted it—it felt like a glitch in time. It looked like Honey. She stared for a moment, heart racing under her hoodie. But he didn’t look up. Didn’t see her. She wasn’t sure it was really him… and she wasn’t brave enough to find out. So she walked away. That night, back in her room, she scrolled through her mod list. He was still there. Then a Twitch whisper popped up: Honey:
You look weird trying to hide in your hoodie. It’s 90 degrees out, you know.
Her heart skipped. CinnaBrit:
Still can’t mind your business, huh?
Honey:
Not when it’s you.