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Post by Xable McQueen on Feb 18, 2011 11:32:13 GMT -5
She flinched; "don't touch me."
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Post by Tyr Sephora on Feb 18, 2011 11:42:06 GMT -5
Tyr blinked, "Xable, tell me what's wrong."
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Post by Xable McQueen on Feb 18, 2011 11:51:37 GMT -5
"Go play Kings and Queens with your slag and leave me alone!"
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Post by Tyr Sephora on Feb 18, 2011 11:56:30 GMT -5
"Tell me what's wrong or I'll send you back to Kenna."
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Post by Xable McQueen on Feb 18, 2011 12:12:49 GMT -5
"Theres nothign wrong with me." She growled at him.
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Post by Tyr Sephora on Feb 18, 2011 12:15:56 GMT -5
"Then sit with me."
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Post by Xable McQueen on Feb 18, 2011 12:34:57 GMT -5
She moved, but because her told her too- moing to sit on his lap, her fngers stroking along his tie.
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Post by Tyr Sephora on Feb 18, 2011 12:50:40 GMT -5
Stroking a finger along the bridge of her nose, he watchehd her carefully.
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