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Post by leigh on Apr 6, 2009 17:01:58 GMT -5
"Sorry if i didn't fell like freezing to death." he snapped.
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Post by *Gem* on Apr 6, 2009 17:02:56 GMT -5
She wrapped her arms around herself, soaking the sheets. "Oh because there a difference being a dank shed now your wet anyway?"
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Post by leigh on Apr 6, 2009 17:04:05 GMT -5
"The dank shed has a space heater." He growled, pulling his shirt over his head, and wringing it out.
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Post by *Gem* on Apr 6, 2009 17:05:09 GMT -5
Kimmy growled at him angrily. "Why do you always have to get in the way?"
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Post by leigh on Apr 6, 2009 17:10:15 GMT -5
"I don;t get in the way." he answered. "I can't help it if you show up wherever i f**k**g go."
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Post by *Gem* on Apr 6, 2009 17:13:02 GMT -5
"I show up?!" She snarled. "Your the one that shows up, Id been sat in that park for hours!"
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Post by leigh on Apr 6, 2009 17:15:43 GMT -5
He growled, rolling his eyes. "Why si that every time i get a day off, or am allowed to leave the house for a few hours, it's always you i end up running into?" he chucked his shirt over the space heater, hair dripping onto his shoulder, causing small rivulets to run across his chest, over the aging bruises, the scars and stitches. "You really think that i go out wanting to bump into you again? With all the hastle you cause me every time i see you?"
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Post by *Gem* on Apr 6, 2009 17:18:38 GMT -5
Her eyes darkened angrily, blackening. "Hassle I cause you?" She snarled. "You have a very selective memory." Kimmy rose, and stalked towards him. "Your the one that insists on sticking around, you the one that follows me. Always you follow me, its not my fault that every time we meet I've got wire sticing out of me, or I've just hunted. Normal people would run away, normal people would run shitless, not taunt me until I f**k**g hurt them."
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