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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 18, 2011 14:47:53 GMT -5
He wasn't even quite looking into his eyes; his gaze was somewhere else on his face as his fingers casually brushed his hair out of his eyes.
"Boy, you look ill-used..."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 18, 2011 14:59:11 GMT -5
He smiled half-heartedly.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 18, 2011 15:42:02 GMT -5
"I can't believe we haven't been together more than a year..."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 18, 2011 16:14:53 GMT -5
"I know. It seems like forever now..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 18, 2011 16:24:57 GMT -5
He sighed. "I think some of the tabloids have been right and we just haven't wanted to admit it. You've gotten older recently.... and I'm a lot less of a kid. A little perverse."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 18, 2011 16:47:24 GMT -5
"You're not that much of a kid anymore."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 18, 2011 16:48:45 GMT -5
"I know, but it just highlights that I was when we start fucking."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 18, 2011 16:51:31 GMT -5
"Adrien, if you want to just leave-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 18, 2011 17:29:56 GMT -5
He was silent.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 18, 2011 17:43:40 GMT -5
"If that's what you need to at least... be at peace, I suppose-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 18, 2011 17:44:41 GMT -5
".....I just want to go home."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 18, 2011 17:51:29 GMT -5
"If you think this marriage was a mistake-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 18, 2011 17:52:13 GMT -5
"Our home."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 18, 2011 18:06:34 GMT -5
"...I'm going to need to go back to New York very soon. The cottage should be almost done-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 18, 2011 18:09:38 GMT -5
He looked shocked, having forgotten this in the meantime. He looked back at Adrian, uncertainty all over him.
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