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He stepped inside, and she locked that door. Good. She got the hint at least. "I think you might need to sit down. It's uh...about Ren."
2015-09-04 10:03:13 -
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She did. Hard. Watching him carefully. Was he alright? He hadn't attacked Clarenz, had he? "What is it?"
2015-09-04 10:04:22 -
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"...You know how you left them with Khasper at a young age, right?"
2015-09-04 10:05:45 -
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"Yeah. Um. So?"
2015-09-04 10:06:37 -
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"Well...apparently since then...they haven't..." Why was this so hard? Spit it out! "they went to prison since then."
2015-09-04 10:07:26 -
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".............." She stared at them. "....like, they...they visited someone else?" That couldn't be right. She must have misheard him.
2015-09-04 10:08:32 -
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"No. They've been a criminal...like...a drug dealer kind of criminal."
2015-09-04 10:09:11 -
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"......drugs?......but that's not........" An actual criminal? But he......he was innocent, right? There was no way he would.........right?
2015-09-04 10:11:30 -
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"...." he looked down. "I know."
2015-09-04 10:13:40 -
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Did that mean.....every threat he'd ever made, to kill her, or tie her up and hide her somewhere, had been real?.... Tears began trickling down her face, but her expression remained confused, disbelieving and a little hurt. Ren was a good boy. He wouldn't do that. He couldn't. Had she failed /that/ badly?
2015-09-04 10:15:27 -
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Well, it seemed like Lance was't letting up on being a jerk, so Ivory decided to come to Ren. In her hands, she had a few bottles of nailpolish in different colors. Yes, she was going to paint their nails. Why not? It'll be fun. With her free hand, she knocked on the door.
2015-09-05 06:58:01 -
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"Go away," came a soft voice. "I don't want to be yelled at anymore."
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Ivory frowned. "Who's been yelling at you?" She called back. Did she need to kick someone's ass again?
2015-09-05 07:07:31 -
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"I know I'm terrible, you don't think everyone's already.....Ivory?" There were footsteps and the door cracked open. They stood there desolate and looking rather scared.
2015-09-05 07:17:22 -
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Her face fell. "What happened?" She asked. More like, who hurt you and what is there address.
2015-09-05 07:19:22 -
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Wait. Everyone knew. She and Lance were the only ones who had. She'd promised not to tell. Did that mean Lance had...? "...everyone....everyone knows......they all hate me......" They weren't crying. Their eyes were empty. They looked like they'd given up.
2015-09-05 07:27:44 -
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"....I don't hate you." She responded quietly. Why? Why would someone hurt Ren. They did nothing wrong.
2015-09-05 07:28:43 -
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Their hair fell over their face and they took her fingers in their hand. "..............you're the only one, now."
2015-09-05 07:32:59 -
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She gave their hand a gentle squeeze. "Then I'll love you like no one else would." In her other hand, she held up the nail polish. "Let me in? It might make you feel better."
2015-09-05 07:37:04 -
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.............that was right. She was all they needed. Even without..../anyone/.....there was no one left to leave them now. It was like ripping off a bandaid. They raised their eyes a little to look at the bottle through the curtain of blonde. ...nail polish? "Even if it didn't, I would..." They tugged her inside and closed the door. Not even bothering to lock it. It wasn't like anyone wanted to see them. Or even get near their apartment.
2015-09-05 07:43:18 -
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She was pulled in. Good. Because if she wasn't she was going to make Lance regret telling everyone. Lance told, right? She really... stayed inside the past few days. Cameron was supposed to be coming, so. There was that. "I brought blue, purple, teal, and black with me, so that's what you have to pick from unless you want me to run home really quick, which I don't think you do."
2015-09-05 07:48:22 -
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"No, I don't, please don't. Umm...that purple's pretty. And I bet you want black?" They giggled a little.
2015-09-05 07:57:24 -
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"Of course I do. Did you expect anything else?" She smiled before leading Ren to one of their armchairs. "You first though. You deserve it." She sat them down, placed the other bottles of nail polish down, and started to shake the bottle of purple nail polish.
2015-09-05 07:59:35 -
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"I don't, you do, for good timing..." They looked down at their nails. Bitten to the quick. Definitely not well-manicured, but....it didn't matter. No one else would see them.
2015-09-05 08:04:14 -
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"If I had good timing I would of been here to shove everyone who came by down a flight of stairs." That was a horrible joke. Oh well. She opened the nail polish, knelled down next to the hair, and took one of their hands. Ivory's nails were probably better than Ren's, but were slightly sharper from filing. Easier to scratch people with.
2015-09-05 08:07:44