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Post by Arden Patricks on Jan 19, 2009 4:11:45 GMT
I bite my lip, nodding for no reason in particular. "Take care of yourself, okay?" I ask quietly after a moment. Which sounds kind of... final, somehow, but really - no matter how this all turns out, there's still a good chance I won't see him for a while.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 4:15:29 GMT
I nodded slightly, "I will." I said quietly, grabbing my scarf off the table a moment later. I didn't like that phrase.. mainly becuase the last time she said that she tried to kill herself a day or two later. So hopefully she wasn't planning on tthat again.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Jan 19, 2009 4:21:31 GMT
I nod again, quite unable to say anything in return, and look down at the floor while he's getting ready to leave. How in the hell did I manage to screw up so much in so little time?
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 4:26:42 GMT
"You too, by the way." I said with a faint smile over to her, as I started to walk out of the kitchen, looking over her. "I'll see you.."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Jan 19, 2009 4:35:40 GMT
"Yeah...." I smile faintly. "See you."
And then it's okay to sit down at the table, putting my head in my hands. I'm such an idiot.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 4:38:16 GMT
I put my hands in my pockets, looking over to her again for another moment. I walked out of her house and leaned against the door letting out a small sigh, before apparating back home.
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