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They giggled again. "I don't think Zane would've liked thaaat."
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She froze for a second. Zane? Knew this too. Her frowned returned. "...Well then looks like I know who I need to talk to first then." She spoke as she started to apply the first coat of nail polish.
2015-09-05 08:13:31 -
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The brief smile disappeared. "H-he was just worried about you."
2015-09-05 08:14:44 -
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"He doesn't need to be, even /if/ you were dangerous. I can handle myself. Trust me. There would be no need to worry."
2015-09-05 08:16:41 -
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"...well, he worries about everyone, so there's no getting around it."
2015-09-05 08:18:43 -
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"He shouldn't. Especially about me."
2015-09-05 08:19:33 -
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"Everyone needs somebody to worry about them a little. He just likes to be that somebody."
2015-09-05 08:21:47 -
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"....Yes...well....I just don't like people worrying about me. He knows that. Everyone knows that."
2015-09-05 08:22:50 -
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"....so I can't worry about you either?"
2015-09-05 08:24:04 -
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"Nope. Not allowed. You worry about yourself. You've been through a lot recently. I haven't."
2015-09-05 08:24:58 -
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"Yeah you have. With Clarenz, and the.......cutting.....and......." They trailed off.
2015-09-05 08:27:56 -
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"....." Her eyes averted their gaze. "I know...but...they'll get better."
2015-09-05 08:30:47 -
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"I don't think he just goes away like that. I can make him go away, but it wouldn't help my standing with Lance. ......does he really hate me /that/ much? To go to the trouble to make sure everyone knows just how terrible I am.............?" They stared at her with big, hurt blue eyes. They hadn't done /anything/ to make him mad. So why had he said he 'was right all along'? Why had he hated them from the start?
2015-09-05 08:33:44 -
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"No. It really sounds unlike him. Especially since he knows that if he did it, I would never forgive him." She switched to their other hand. "But....I never told anyone, Xzavier, Spencer, and Vincent are hundreds miles away, and Kinsley never leaves the house. So I don't know who else would of told."
2015-09-05 08:37:28 -
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"Of course you didn't. Kinsley /never/ goes out? That doesn't sound right....did Clarenz overhear?"
2015-09-05 08:42:42 -
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"If Clarenz told he will be murdered. He's already hurt you enough."
2015-09-05 08:44:25 -
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They blew on the finished hand. "......No, he just......told the truth..."
2015-09-05 08:46:12 -
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"Then I will bask in sweet lies about you and be happy."
2015-09-05 08:47:00 -
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That was the extent she'd go to believe they were good. But they half didn't want her to know them as someone they weren't. Even if that someone was far better than they'd ever be. "...so long as you're happy." But that was what really mattered.
2015-09-05 08:51:02 -
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She looked to them once more. "If you're happy, I'm happy." She finished off their other hand and closed the bottle.
2015-09-05 08:52:19 -
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They smiled a little at this. They had to try and make her happy, then. "Here, I'll get the blowdryer so I can hurry up and do you~" Ren got up and, keeping their fingers spread, trotted off to unplug the blowdryer and move it into the living room. In the meantime, there was a soft knock on the door. It didn't even sound like a knock so much as it did someone halfheartedly rubbing their fist on the wood.
2015-09-05 08:57:01 -
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Ivory heard the faint knock. "There's someone at your door." She called to Ren. "Would you prefer me to answer it so I can tell them to go to hell?"
2015-09-05 08:58:23 -
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"......no, it might be a.....someone who doesn't hate me....I don't know.....are there any of those left?" They sighed, came back out with the blowdryer, and set it on the couch before pulling the door open, freezing when they saw who it was, hands trembling as they resisted the urge to clench them into fists. "No. Go /away/. I'm not going to......./no/." They tried to close it, but Brielle caught it and held it open. "Wait, please. Is it...is it true? About?...."
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She froze once more upon hearing the voice. So familiar. So sweet. Well, at one point it was of sweet innocence to her. Ivory stood up, and set the nail polish down. She moved quietly behind Ren, placing a hand upon their shoulder.
2015-09-05 09:05:29 -
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Her eyes widened. This day just went from bad to worse. "I-I mean, I didn't know what you were up to until know, so I didn't believe it when Hunter told me...." "/Hunter/ told you?" Finally a tear ran down their face. And to think, for a while, they'd hoped to become his friend. He'd seemed so nice, and..... "Oh God, please don't cry. I didn't want to yell at you, just, know if he was telling the truth, but, um, why.....wh-why did you do it?" More streamed down. That was it. Their explanation hadn't followed the rumor. Everyone just thought they were locked up for messing with drugs. They didn't even have a /chance/ of redeeming themselves.
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