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Mar 18, 2011 0:38:20 GMT -5
Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Mar 18, 2011 0:38:20 GMT -5
Dan turned to Megan and headed down after him.
"Adrien-"
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Mar 18, 2011 0:40:19 GMT -5
Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 18, 2011 0:40:19 GMT -5
Adrien shrank against the wall as though fearing some kind of backlash, turning big eyes to Dan.
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Mar 18, 2011 0:41:43 GMT -5
Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Mar 18, 2011 0:41:43 GMT -5
"I know- I know your upset, but-" he took a deep breath "and I know you're not going to stay no matter what I say, but I want you to know. I wish you would. Stay that is."
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Mar 18, 2011 0:44:13 GMT -5
Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 18, 2011 0:44:13 GMT -5
Adrien blinked lashily, looking almost drugged out. "Why would you weesh fo-eur zat?"
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Mar 18, 2011 0:46:22 GMT -5
Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Mar 18, 2011 0:46:22 GMT -5
"A lot of reasons" Dan looked down at the floor "mostly selfish, partly that I don't want you going near Adrian until Adrian's-" he scrunched up his mouth "until he's better. But you're an adult and you make your own decisions, no one can tell you other wise. Just- be careful, all right?"
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Mar 18, 2011 0:48:45 GMT -5
Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 18, 2011 0:48:45 GMT -5
It took Adrien a moment to process the fact that Dan, who was until this almost a complete stranger, more a friend of Adrian's than of his own, was caring about him. He shuffled forward and cupped his cheek.
"You are funny and sweet, Daniel Dreiberg," he said, and gave him a long look. Then he dashed away to get his shoes and go.
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Mar 18, 2011 0:55:11 GMT -5
Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Mar 18, 2011 0:55:11 GMT -5
Dan laughed softly and watched the door as he left.
Walking back toward the kitchen he began to wash the dishes again.
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Mar 18, 2011 1:10:01 GMT -5
Post by Megan on Mar 18, 2011 1:10:01 GMT -5
Megan sat down and held her head.
"I'm not even gonna be born for three years..."
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Mar 18, 2011 1:12:36 GMT -5
Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Mar 18, 2011 1:12:36 GMT -5
Dan managed not to jump this time when she came in, exhaling slowly he didn't say anything.
He wasn't trying to ignore her comment, he was just- thinking harder than he'd thought in a long time.
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Mar 18, 2011 1:16:25 GMT -5
Post by Megan on Mar 18, 2011 1:16:25 GMT -5
"And I still need a haircut, though I'm not sure I want one from 1986."
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Mar 18, 2011 1:17:16 GMT -5
Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Mar 18, 2011 1:17:16 GMT -5
Dan sighed and dropped turned around, drying his hands on a towel, and stared at her.
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Mar 18, 2011 1:18:00 GMT -5
Post by Megan on Mar 18, 2011 1:18:00 GMT -5
"...sorry."
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Mar 18, 2011 1:18:57 GMT -5
Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Mar 18, 2011 1:18:57 GMT -5
He shook his head "Wanna order Chinese and watch The Karate Kid?"
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Mar 18, 2011 1:21:34 GMT -5
Post by Megan on Mar 18, 2011 1:21:34 GMT -5
"...only if you don't mean that as some kind of all-Asian-stuff-is-the-same theme night deal."
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Mar 18, 2011 1:25:35 GMT -5
Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Mar 18, 2011 1:25:35 GMT -5
"We could watch some Jackie Chan if that makes you feel better" he replied, with a, slightly forced, humor "or something completely different, your pick."
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