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Jul 14, 2007 11:03:31 GMT
Post by Angelina Riley on Jul 14, 2007 11:03:31 GMT
Riley sat in the tea room at St Mungo's drumming her fingers impatiently on the table in front of her.
Late.
He was fucking late.
By a fucking hour.
She sighs heavily to herself, half-heartedly stirring the drink in front of her but not drinking.
This was far from ideal.
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Late
Jul 14, 2007 11:04:00 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 14, 2007 11:04:00 GMT
"Er...hi." I mutter, sitting down opposite Riley where she'd asked me to meet her, glancing behind me as I did so.
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Late
Jul 14, 2007 11:05:55 GMT
Post by Angelina Riley on Jul 14, 2007 11:05:55 GMT
"Ashamed to be meeting me?" She says scathingly, noticing him glance around.
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Jul 14, 2007 11:06:47 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 14, 2007 11:06:47 GMT
"No." I mutter, "Just...my girlfriend works here."
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Jul 14, 2007 11:08:01 GMT
Post by Angelina Riley on Jul 14, 2007 11:08:01 GMT
"Oh yes, your girlfriend. Who you told me you'd broken up with. Fucking scum you are." She says sourly.
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Late
Jul 14, 2007 11:10:03 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 14, 2007 11:10:03 GMT
"I had broken up with her at the time, we got back together-...that's all."
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Jul 14, 2007 11:19:09 GMT
Post by Angelina Riley on Jul 14, 2007 11:19:09 GMT
"No, it's not all." She mutters, slumping down in her seat.
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Jul 14, 2007 11:21:51 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 14, 2007 11:21:51 GMT
"Huh?" I say.
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Jul 14, 2007 11:23:12 GMT
Post by Angelina Riley on Jul 14, 2007 11:23:12 GMT
"Nothing." She says, "You're late." She points out.
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Jul 14, 2007 11:28:50 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 14, 2007 11:28:50 GMT
"No, I'm not."
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Jul 14, 2007 11:30:19 GMT
Post by Angelina Riley on Jul 14, 2007 11:30:19 GMT
"You are. By a fucking hour."
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Jul 14, 2007 11:30:48 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 14, 2007 11:30:48 GMT
"You said midday."
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