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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 9, 2011 18:10:46 GMT -5
"I..."
He sighed, and looked back at him.
"Where are you going?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 9, 2011 18:12:15 GMT -5
"Out to dinner," he said defensively, heart pounding.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 9, 2011 18:27:27 GMT -5
"...enjoy yourself," said Adrian, turning away from him and starting to walk into the next room.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 9, 2011 18:30:31 GMT -5
The extent to which Adrian didn't care about him was humiliating. Adrien shook from head to toe.
"And I might not come back!" he shouted after him.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 9, 2011 18:33:45 GMT -5
Adrian leaned out again. The degree to which he looked like he was struggling to stay awake bordered on troubling.
"Adrien..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 9, 2011 18:34:53 GMT -5
He looked back at him and folded his arms.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 9, 2011 18:36:55 GMT -5
"I'm not ignoring what you're doing because I want to," he said, rather miserably. "It's simply that I fear there is nothing I can do for you... properly... any longer...."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 9, 2011 18:38:36 GMT -5
He looked ashen-faced and small.
"...forget about it. Soon you'll be able to just start over like I was never there," he mumbled.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Aug 9, 2011 18:40:01 GMT -5
"I don't think I will, but... don't concern yourself with that, all right?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 9, 2011 18:42:18 GMT -5
He stared at him a moment longer, then rushed out. As soon as the door was shut behind him, he leaned on it heavily, lower lip trembling. Christ.
He wished he'd never met and loved him at all. If only that were an option. Catching his breath, fighting back tears, he scurried away to catch a cab and go to Dan's.
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