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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 18, 2011 0:28:44 GMT -5
"...Christ, the one good relationship I've ever been in - not with some pimp that turns out to be my dad- not some teacher, not some goddamn abusive alcoholic -"
He was precariously near breaking down in a real crying fit.
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Aug 18, 2011 0:36:40 GMT -5
Dan suddenly grabbed Adrien's hand and looked his straight in the eye "Life is about the hardships that we face, it's how we react to them that makes us who we are. If you fall apart now, everything you've ever worked for in your life would be for nothing, you have to stay strong and you have to believe that you can get through this."
((This is actually something a friend of mine does when I'm falling apart, he's a lot like Dan actually.))
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 18, 2011 2:45:02 GMT -5
"But - but I can't really-"
Suddenly the prospect of having his entire life hinge on this moment made it more terrifying. He quickly found himself having a hard time breathing, on the verge of a serious panic attack. "Dan-"
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Aug 18, 2011 15:37:34 GMT -5
Standing up Dan quickly moved to the other side of the table and pulled Adrien in to a hug "Breathe, come on, in, out, in out, I don't need you hyperventilating here."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 18, 2011 18:13:26 GMT -5
He tried to take huge breaths, but could only get in a little air at a time. He clung to Dan though, and after a minutes the crisis had been averted, though he was drained and bleary-eyed, hugging Dan like he was a safety blanket.
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Aug 25, 2011 21:55:35 GMT -5
"There" he spoke softly "you all right?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 26, 2011 21:05:31 GMT -5
"Yeah," he whispered. "I'm sorry - that, um, happens. Do you still want to hang with me?"
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Aug 31, 2011 23:44:53 GMT -5
"Why wouldn't I?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 1, 2011 0:12:42 GMT -5
"Well - well, after seeing what I did -"
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Sept 1, 2011 21:32:42 GMT -5
"Yes?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 2, 2011 22:29:05 GMT -5
"....it's, it's the sort of thing that would have upset Adrian."
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Sept 2, 2011 22:32:14 GMT -5
"I'm not Adrian."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 2, 2011 23:11:24 GMT -5
"Thank God." He tried to smile, but he was looking a little tired out.
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Sept 3, 2011 22:18:48 GMT -5
"How about you stay at my house tonight? Megan wont be back for a while and it'll save you some money on a hotel."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 4, 2011 21:55:23 GMT -5
"Oh - Daniel, it's - it's kind, but I really don't need to-"
He bit his lip. His very first, flustered thought had been that it would be too easy to end up in the same bed if that happened, and he didn't want Dan to think that way of him.
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