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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jun 7, 2010 15:44:35 GMT -5
"They don't want you to be lonely," he said, walking his fingers shyly up his forearm. "I don't know if they'd be happy knowing you're a fag, though."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jun 7, 2010 15:49:34 GMT -5
"You're enough of a young lady that I hardly think it matters."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jun 7, 2010 15:50:55 GMT -5
He mock-punched him. "Oh? Why's it that when I put on a rough undershirt and and suspenders and suddenly you're rock-hard, then, huh?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jun 7, 2010 16:01:06 GMT -5
"Perhaps I would enjoy that from a girl as well."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jun 7, 2010 16:02:33 GMT -5
"Yeah? Like hanging out in the gym with Micaela?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jun 7, 2010 16:04:16 GMT -5
"She was in a skirt," Adrian protested automatically.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jun 7, 2010 16:05:14 GMT -5
"I get you. Butch girls are hot but they don't like boys all the much," he said thoughtfully.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jun 7, 2010 16:12:27 GMT -5
"Let's... not discuss this."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jun 7, 2010 16:13:12 GMT -5
"Why not? Is it a bad time?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jun 7, 2010 16:16:13 GMT -5
"You need to pack. I need to make reservations."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jun 7, 2010 16:17:50 GMT -5
He smiled. "Yeah. Sex things are distracting. We can bring it up in the plane, I guess," he said, and dashed off to finish packing.
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