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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Sept 30, 2007 2:14:36 GMT
Peter nodded. "It's an open invitation wedding, me and Hannah."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 30, 2007 13:16:14 GMT
"Oh, congratulations. Yeah, sure, I'll go."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 1, 2007 22:54:03 GMT
Peter grinned widely. "Sweetness. You can bring...whoever...if she wants to come..." he suggested.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 2, 2007 20:02:05 GMT
"Well, I'll ask her if she wants to come," I shrug slightly.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 2, 2007 23:44:55 GMT
Peter grinned. "Thanks, mate."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 3, 2007 11:00:41 GMT
I laugh slightly, "No problem."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 3, 2007 18:29:51 GMT
Peter smiled sadly. "I wish she'd come. It would be nice."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 4, 2007 12:33:01 GMT
"I'll try talking to her," I smile slightly, "Miss being her friend?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 4, 2007 20:28:44 GMT
"Yeah, I really do." Peter admitted.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 5, 2007 19:30:31 GMT
"Told her that?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 7, 2007 0:51:10 GMT
Peter laughed scornfully. "Ever try talking to her when she's uberly pissed at you? I cheated on her best friend, and she still hasn't forgiven me."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 7, 2007 14:02:13 GMT
"Yeah, actually I have tried talking to her when she's uberly pissed at me. After cheating on her, killing her cousin's family and attacking her cousin, lying really badly to her, fucking things up generally. She forgives. It's worth a try talking to her, right? I mean, what have you got to lose?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 7, 2007 18:17:58 GMT
"Limbs?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 7, 2007 19:03:00 GMT
"Ah, okay, fair point."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 7, 2007 19:13:47 GMT
"So...how's she doing?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 8, 2007 17:41:19 GMT
I laugh hollowly, "Want the honest answer or the nice answer?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 8, 2007 21:55:55 GMT
"Honest."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 16:45:07 GMT
"Falling apart," I mutter, "Completely...just not good."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 9, 2007 22:12:33 GMT
He grimaced. "Oh. I -do you know what's wrong?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 10, 2007 20:42:16 GMT
"Miscarriage on our son. Ex-husband been bothering her. Attempted suicide. Knocked up again. She thinks I hate her. A lot of things."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 10, 2007 20:51:25 GMT
Peter grimaced. "Oh- I- wow. She- she was married? And the preggers thing I heard about, but - she was? To who?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 10, 2007 21:23:42 GMT
I shrug, slipping down in my chair a little, "I dunno. Some pureblood psycho that made her want to top herself? But this is between us, right? She might try and kill me again if she knows I told anyone else."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 10, 2007 21:35:06 GMT
"Of course. And he made her want to top herself?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 10, 2007 21:47:30 GMT
"From what I can gather."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 10, 2007 22:22:11 GMT
Peter stared at him blankly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 11, 2007 18:41:50 GMT
I look back at him for a moment, then back at the floor, "What?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 13, 2007 18:22:57 GMT
"Erm...what's topping ones self off?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 13, 2007 20:42:01 GMT
"Huh? Like suicide...you know?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Oct 14, 2007 23:45:00 GMT
"OH! Riiiight.....wow, that's kind of terrible."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 15, 2007 20:35:29 GMT
"Yeah, well it happens all the time, right? Every 18 minutes someone kills themselves, know that?"
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