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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 1, 2009 13:17:14 GMT -5
Adrien smiled. "When Adrian met me, it was at Micaela's birthday party. That big one, you know? And I said I was a journalist. He knew I wasn't and all, but he didn't throw me out, obviously. He - "
He shut up.
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Post by Megan on Oct 1, 2009 13:18:39 GMT -5
"He wh- oh."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 1, 2009 13:24:26 GMT -5
After a moment, he said in a small voice, "I feel bad for Micaela."
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Post by Megan on Oct 1, 2009 13:31:20 GMT -5
"Did she even notice?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 1, 2009 13:32:35 GMT -5
"God, no. Least, I hope not. But, I mean, he hired me at her birthday party..."
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Post by Megan on Oct 1, 2009 14:20:36 GMT -5
"That does seem a little odd," she admitted.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 1, 2009 16:22:02 GMT -5
"...and even though I've told her that I'm his - ummm... well," he said, voice getting so soft it was nearly inaudible at that, "she doesn't know that part."
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Post by Megan on Oct 1, 2009 16:29:30 GMT -5
"Yeah, well... sometimes you've got to keep a secret to keep the peace, I guess."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 1, 2009 16:33:31 GMT -5
He nodded.
"Hasn't been much peace anyway, though, has there?"
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Post by Megan on Oct 1, 2009 16:44:03 GMT -5
"Yeah, I guess not."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 1, 2009 18:47:10 GMT -5
Adrien shrugged uncomfortably.
"Why do you... why do you think Adrian and I are, you know, uh, a, a thing?"
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Post by Megan on Oct 1, 2009 18:54:39 GMT -5
"Your hands were touching under the table in a couply kind of way," she said blandly.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 1, 2009 19:01:04 GMT -5
He flushed.
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Post by Megan on Oct 1, 2009 19:07:23 GMT -5
"I thought it was sweet, if that helps at all."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Oct 1, 2009 19:13:44 GMT -5
He mumbled something inaudible and toed the floor.
He'd thought it was sweet, too, obviously.
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