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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 17, 2011 17:39:56 GMT -5
"But you should! You should care! You should hate me! I -"
He broke off, shaking so badly the phone was probably picking up on it a bit, and started to cry weakly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 17, 2011 17:41:48 GMT -5
"I don't hate you-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 17, 2011 17:43:23 GMT -5
He didn't appear to hear him. His crying went uninterrupted.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 17, 2011 17:44:12 GMT -5
"Adrien, come here-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 17, 2011 17:47:46 GMT -5
He broke off mid-choke. "I - I - we're on the phone, you realize -"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 17, 2011 17:48:18 GMT -5
"I'm in Paris too-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 17, 2011 17:49:50 GMT -5
He shifted uncomfortably. "I...."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 17, 2011 17:50:34 GMT -5
"I love you, Adrien."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 17, 2011 17:51:58 GMT -5
He broke down again.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 17, 2011 17:52:45 GMT -5
"Adrien-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 17, 2011 17:56:04 GMT -5
"Huh-huh-how's your hand -?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 17, 2011 17:57:29 GMT -5
"There's a prosthesis being worked on."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 17, 2011 17:59:20 GMT -5
"Are you gonna be okay?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 17, 2011 18:00:42 GMT -5
"I'm fine."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 17, 2011 18:03:32 GMT -5
"Because if anything happened to you I would have to - kill myself -"
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