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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 2:40:08 GMT
I walk by the room Of Requirment repeatly (Sp?)
"A place to relax, A place to relax" I say continuously.
The door opens and I walk in "Thank God" I say to myself.
Inside there is a book self filled with my favorite kind, a sofa, a bed with silk sheets, a hottub, and a corner with instruments.
"I'm in heaven" I say to myself.
I walk over to the corner and pick up the acoustic "I just might have to forget how to get out of here" I say while I start to play.
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 3:04:11 GMT
After waking from a bad dream i made my way to the RoR. I wanted to relax maybe let off a little steam. i walk to the door and hear some one playing. 'God damn it' i think to myself 'It figures.' i open the door and see thorn playing and singing. 'Hmmm shes pretty good'
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 3:08:29 GMT
Not noticing that anyone is in I stop and pick a notebook and write down what I did before I forget.
I continue to play after I write down what I need to write down.
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 3:09:18 GMT
i stand with the crack in the door listening.
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 3:10:49 GMT
I hear someone outside so I stop "Whos there?" I ask loudly still holding the guitar.
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 3:17:55 GMT
i was still sort of mad at her for last night. I did tell her not to touch my back. i stood their hoping she would think it was just some one passing by.
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 3:19:10 GMT
Anoyyed I put down the guitar and walk towards the opening "Who's th.." I stop in mid thought when I see Volkaric step through the door "Oh." I say not knowing what to say.
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 3:20:01 GMT
staring at the gound "Hi" not looking up
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 3:21:49 GMT
I sigh "You still pissed at me?" I ask turning around and going to the sofa.
I sit
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 3:23:05 GMT
"I guess."
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 3:23:57 GMT
I forget my anger when I hear how he sounds "It wasn't on Purpose Volkaric"
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 3:27:17 GMT
"I know." i look around the room away from her "its just..." i sit down on the hot tubs edge "It brought back alot of....memories"
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 3:30:26 GMT
I get up and walk around the sofa. "I know"
I sit on the edge of the tub with him and take his hand in mine."But" I stop "i don't know" I say at a lost for words
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 3:32:03 GMT
i keep my eyes from hers but stroke her hand with my thumb
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 3:33:24 GMT
"Are you going to talk to me? I don't like the silent treetment and neither does my temper"
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 3:34:25 GMT
"Threating me isn't gonna get you what you want." i spout out almost yelling. " i'm sorry."
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 3:37:21 GMT
I stand up "I wasn't threatening you I was warning you" I turn around "I was trying to keep a fight from happening" I turn around. "And you know, you didn't just have to leave me there, by myself on the sofa after" I stop "It was rude and I don't appreciate it. At all"
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 3:38:39 GMT
"well i'm sorry." i get up "Maybe coming down here was a bad idea."
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 3:40:27 GMT
"No, I don't want you to go" I walk up to him and touch his arm "I want us to stop fighting though. It's getting tiring I can't keep up with it"
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 13:49:44 GMT
"I didn't come to fight." sighs "And i agree it is tireing
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 19:52:16 GMT
"Then why did you come? Cz your not saying anything" I sigh after "And, I'm sorry for what I said" I pause "About you always running away I mean"
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 19:56:21 GMT
"i came to think. I didn't exactly have restful sleep last night."
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 20:00:10 GMT
"I guess thats my fault yeah?" I ask not looking at him
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 20:01:27 GMT
"Yeah, just a bit."
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 20:05:57 GMT
"Mhmm" is my response
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 20:06:41 GMT
"Well why are you here?"
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 20:10:59 GMT
I point to the corner "I was writing" I pause "How much did you hear?" I say getting up and looking at him. I don't let people hear or see what I write.
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 20:12:24 GMT
"All of it. Why? Don't like people hearing the artist inside?"
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Post by Thorn R. on Apr 13, 2007 20:15:08 GMT
"As a matter of fact I hate it" I go over and sit on the sofa "It's just really personal when it comes to my music, no one really even knows I'm into the music" I pause "My parents, well my mother anyways, always told me that 'thats a muggle thing' and 'thats pointless and not going to get you anywhere' you kinda get used to it I guess"
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Post by Volkaric D on Apr 13, 2007 20:16:30 GMT
"Well i think it could get you a long way. Plus people give negative feed back because they can't do it them selves." i see her smile
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