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Post by Graciela Hutchis on Sept 22, 2007 4:42:58 GMT
I notice that she was staring. I sigh and put the lights down for a second. "What?" I ask her flatly.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Sept 22, 2007 4:43:45 GMT
"What? Oh," Briar said, shifting her feet. "I was just thinking."
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Post by Graciela Hutchis on Sept 22, 2007 4:46:32 GMT
"What?" I ask her again, slightly getting annoyed.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Sept 22, 2007 4:47:56 GMT
"About why you act so cold," Briar said, frowning.
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Post by Graciela Hutchis on Sept 22, 2007 4:54:55 GMT
I sigh. "Because everything I held close was ripped away from me..." I say to her frowning. "Why do you even care?"
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Post by Briar Vassler on Sept 22, 2007 4:57:44 GMT
"So was mine, but you don't see me trying to ruin other's lives," Briar said. "And because I don't like to see people down."
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Post by Graciela Hutchis on Sept 22, 2007 5:00:59 GMT
"Well, it's my life alright..." I say to her.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Sept 22, 2007 16:42:18 GMT
"And with that life your living, the more you act like that around here, the more enemies you'll make. You don't want none during this time," Briar said.
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