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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 21, 2011 22:49:30 GMT -5
"I thought it might be painful for you now-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 21, 2011 22:52:31 GMT -5
"Everything will be painful for me now," he said stiffly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 21, 2011 22:55:03 GMT -5
"...I just want to make it less so."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 21, 2011 22:57:45 GMT -5
"I don't want to talk about this," he said, fatigued. "When do you work till?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 21, 2011 22:58:16 GMT -5
"Seven-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 21, 2011 23:12:38 GMT -5
Sigh. "All right. I'm returning home - do you have an extra set of keys to the apartment? I've got nothing on me."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 21, 2011 23:14:28 GMT -5
"Do you want to go out to dinner afterward?" he asked while reaching for the keys.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 21, 2011 23:38:06 GMT -5
He stared at him.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 21, 2011 23:40:43 GMT -5
"...if you have time-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 21, 2011 23:47:02 GMT -5
He gestured wildly. "I got all the time in the world, don't I? I'm just some friendless kid who lives with a rich guy, it's not lke I got somplace to be - "
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 21, 2011 23:50:50 GMT -5
"Married to 'some rich guy'-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 21, 2011 23:51:45 GMT -5
"Is that the part of the sentence you notice?" he asked, abruptly angry.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 21, 2011 23:54:48 GMT -5
"I'm sorry-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 22, 2011 0:32:48 GMT -5
He was quiet a long while. "Like I said... don't push your luck. Look, do you have a key I can use or not?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 22, 2011 0:40:08 GMT -5
"Here."
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