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Friday
Nov 18, 2009 21:19:11 GMT -5
Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 18, 2009 21:19:11 GMT -5
"I'm just mad about you."
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Friday
Nov 18, 2009 21:45:47 GMT -5
Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 18, 2009 21:45:47 GMT -5
"If you're feeling better tomorrow..."
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Friday
Nov 18, 2009 21:56:23 GMT -5
Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 18, 2009 21:56:23 GMT -5
"I think I will be," he said, after a pause, having to think about it. "I'm feeling much better now. More sleep and I think..."
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Friday
Nov 18, 2009 21:57:48 GMT -5
Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 18, 2009 21:57:48 GMT -5
He pressed his lips together.
"...would you like to go... out?"
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Friday
Nov 18, 2009 22:06:58 GMT -5
Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 18, 2009 22:06:58 GMT -5
He opened his eyes and sat up, sitting back to stare at him.
He was about to say, "Adrian - really?", but he skipped that part and just said, "Yes!", gleefully.
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Friday
Nov 18, 2009 22:13:06 GMT -5
Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 18, 2009 22:13:06 GMT -5
"Then I suppose we can."
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Friday
Nov 19, 2009 8:22:45 GMT -5
Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 19, 2009 8:22:45 GMT -5
Adrien embraced him. His mouth was pressed against Adrian's shoulder currently, but he could be heard, in a muffled voice, saying, "Thank you, thank you, oh thank you.."
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