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Post by László on Jan 10, 2011 19:00:18 GMT -5
He reached out to give John's shoulder a squeeze.
"Okay. Now enough. Time to see what's been going on downstairs while we were passed out."
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Post by John Bristow on Jan 16, 2011 0:22:17 GMT -5
"Right" he nodded and smiled "let me change I'll be down in a bit."
((Shall we continue on with this day or move on to something new?))
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Post by László on Jan 16, 2011 0:23:45 GMT -5
"All right. I'll be in the kitchen scarfing down whatever I can find." Giving John a wink, he headed downstairs. ((We can move on, if you want.) )
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Post by John Bristow on Jan 16, 2011 0:25:37 GMT -5
((Sounds good ))
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Post by László on May 23, 2011 23:40:40 GMT -5
**NEW DAY**
He had a job to go to.
In two hours.
Thanks to his own self-esteem issues, he'd already chewed down all of his fingernails and was now nervously pacing or fidgeting in his room. All the while, along with his usual worries, he was constantly calling himself stupid, or lame, for being so damned nervous.
"Argh." He said, addressing the empty air. "I'd slap myself if that didn't look weird."
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Post by John Bristow on May 24, 2011 0:03:33 GMT -5
"That would look a little ridiculous" John said leaning against the door frame.
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Post by László on May 24, 2011 18:31:30 GMT -5
László had been so absorbed in his pacing that he hadn't even heard John come up, and when the other man spoke László nearly jumped out of his skin.
"Agggh," he said, his heart racing. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"
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Post by John Bristow on May 25, 2011 2:31:52 GMT -5
"Now that would be something to talk about" John had to smile "you're running the carpet dull with all your pacing."
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Post by László on May 25, 2011 17:37:17 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, I just...I can't stop. I feel so damn tense, I almost want to scream."
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Post by John Bristow on May 25, 2011 23:56:40 GMT -5
John came in and closed the door slightly behind him, rechecking that he was wearing his gloves smiled "Sit, please."
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Post by László on May 26, 2011 23:27:59 GMT -5
"Ehhh? I can't sit still." He said, not even realizing that he was practically wringing his hands.
"I tried that."
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Post by John Bristow on Jun 7, 2011 18:47:32 GMT -5
"Try it" he smiled.
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Post by László on Jun 7, 2011 23:30:02 GMT -5
"I did," he said, then sighed.
"Look, I'm not good for anything when I get like this."
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Post by John Bristow on Jun 8, 2011 17:14:53 GMT -5
"How about a massage then?" He raised his eyebrows "I don't imagine anyone could be too tense for that."
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Post by László on Jun 8, 2011 23:23:52 GMT -5
"I...guess so." He said.
"I'm just trying not to think about it and failing miserably, that's all."
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