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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 5, 2007 21:51:28 GMT
"Not like I'd drink in front of you..."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 5, 2007 22:00:01 GMT
"But you'd still be able to drink." I point out.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 6, 2007 17:58:11 GMT
"Fine, fine, no drinking."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 7, 2007 1:36:00 GMT
"It's only seven months."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 7, 2007 17:42:34 GMT
I snort, "Only. Hey, wait, seven? I thought it was...more than that. Oh fuck."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 7, 2007 20:49:50 GMT
"It's been two months Ian." I remind him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 7, 2007 21:00:46 GMT
"I thought time was supposed to go slowly. What the hell...this is stupid."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 7, 2007 21:19:24 GMT
"Your telling me, it's getting closer to when I start to get fat."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 7, 2007 21:24:31 GMT
"Getting closer to when it's actually born..."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 7, 2007 21:44:24 GMT
"Oh god, your right."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 7, 2007 21:45:49 GMT
"I know."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 8, 2007 0:48:19 GMT
"Oh fuck. Can I start to panic now?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 8, 2007 14:28:22 GMT
"Er...yes."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 8, 2007 15:11:56 GMT
"Oh god. Where's a pillow?" I mutter frantically looking around.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 8, 2007 15:14:46 GMT
"Okay, panic; yes, smothering yourself; no."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 8, 2007 15:50:44 GMT
"How am I suppose to panic without smothering myself?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 8, 2007 15:55:38 GMT
"I don't know...I manage."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 8, 2007 16:00:10 GMT
Yeah, course you do, you cut. "Fine," I sigh,"Then I'll find some other way to panic."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 8, 2007 16:04:05 GMT
"Okay, um...running round in circles?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 8, 2007 19:39:09 GMT
"Too much work."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 8, 2007 19:41:48 GMT
"Well, I don't know then."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 8, 2007 19:51:16 GMT
"I could always use a pillow..."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 8, 2007 19:51:57 GMT
"Sorry, no pillows."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 9, 2007 7:35:00 GMT
"Aw come on. One pillow?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 9, 2007 10:55:56 GMT
"Nope, no pillows."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 9, 2007 11:07:41 GMT
"Oh come on!"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 9, 2007 11:08:57 GMT
"No."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 9, 2007 13:20:47 GMT
"Please?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 10, 2007 18:00:58 GMT
"Please what, sorry? I forgot what this argument's about."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 10, 2007 22:59:43 GMT
"About you handing me that pillow over there?" I ask innocently, pointing to the pillow next to him.
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