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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 30, 2010 9:45:13 GMT -5
Adrien's expression hardened just a little bit, not with hostility, but caution.
"So it's not you, is that what you're saying? That you pretend to be something your not with me - that what they get, that's the real you?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 30, 2010 19:37:00 GMT -5
"I don't understand this need you have to draw some kind of line between 'who I am in public' and 'who I am with you'."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 30, 2010 19:41:34 GMT -5
Which was a rather judgmental and callous way to put it, and didn't soften Adrien's expression any.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 30, 2010 19:53:26 GMT -5
"I don't see any distinction beyond you deserving affection and gentleness."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 30, 2010 20:02:45 GMT -5
"I don't want to get what I deserve, I want you," he said a little petulantly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 30, 2010 20:03:24 GMT -5
"This is me."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 30, 2010 20:09:20 GMT -5
"Well, you're unpleasant, callous and cold," he said, referring to the way Adrian appeared to be in magazines and similar things. Basically, everywhere out of their bedroom.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 30, 2010 20:20:22 GMT -5
"And yet you're still here."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 30, 2010 20:27:01 GMT -5
"You're a picnic next to Roger," he responded coolly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 30, 2010 20:29:46 GMT -5
"I would assume so."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 30, 2010 20:48:32 GMT -5
He got up and went to brush his teeth.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 30, 2010 20:57:19 GMT -5
Adrian sighed, but didn't even attempt to stop him.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 30, 2010 21:03:32 GMT -5
When he was done, he came back to get into the bed.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 30, 2010 21:23:40 GMT -5
"Am I forgiven?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 30, 2010 21:51:06 GMT -5
"You don't need to be. You're just you."
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