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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 20:17:52 GMT
"Alright then you told me."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 1, 2007 20:23:03 GMT
"I did."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 20:28:15 GMT
"Glad we figured that out."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 1, 2007 20:29:39 GMT
"Me too."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 20:33:00 GMT
"Alright then," I say turning back around.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 1, 2007 20:34:24 GMT
"Fine."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 20:37:53 GMT
"Fine." I say stubbornly whipping my hair from my face.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 1, 2007 20:38:48 GMT
"This is stupid."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 20:44:13 GMT
"What's stupid? Your going home I fail to see what's stupid about that."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 1, 2007 20:46:28 GMT
"No, this argument. If it even is an argument. I don't know what we're arguing about."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 20:50:36 GMT
"Who says we're arguing? I thought we were having a simple conversation that your siblings wanted to know if you were going home."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 1, 2007 20:57:54 GMT
"Well, I don't know. Sounds a bit like an argument."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 21:02:15 GMT
"It does not."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 1, 2007 21:04:38 GMT
"Now it does."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 21:09:04 GMT
I blow my bangs from my eyes, keeping my cool.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 1, 2007 21:12:14 GMT
I decide it's probably best not to say anything.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 21:15:22 GMT
I bite my lip turning back around, carrying on down the hall.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 1, 2007 21:20:44 GMT
"I'm sorry," I say after her.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 21:22:12 GMT
"You have nothing to be sorry about."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 1, 2007 21:22:49 GMT
"Okay."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 21:29:30 GMT
I nod rubbing my arms in an attempt to warm myself, I was still soaking wet from being out in the rain.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 1, 2007 21:31:05 GMT
"Cold?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 21:36:25 GMT
I nod slightly, my back still to him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 1, 2007 21:38:18 GMT
I walk over to her, putting my arms round her, "I won't go anywhere if you don't want me to, you know that right?" I say quietly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 1, 2007 22:48:30 GMT
I feel the tears in my eyes as he wraps his arms around me. "Its...it's not up to me now is it?" I say quietly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 2, 2007 15:26:46 GMT
"No, but it matters what you think."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 3, 2007 0:37:08 GMT
"Yeah of course it does." I scoff.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 3, 2007 15:36:03 GMT
"What's that supposed to mean? It does matter."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 3, 2007 16:08:35 GMT
"It means if I say anything I'll end up looking like a spoiled brat,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 3, 2007 16:11:34 GMT
"No, you won't."
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