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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 22:12:35 GMT
"Somethings aren't fair. It's just the way it is."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 7, 2007 22:16:21 GMT
"Well it sucks."I mutter my voice muffled against him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 22:17:12 GMT
"Yeah, it sucks." I agree, forcing a weak smile.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 7, 2007 22:19:34 GMT
"My mum never did anythig to anyone, why her?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 22:20:44 GMT
"God wanted his angel back." I mutter, not believing it, just remembering Claire say it to me.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 7, 2007 22:27:57 GMT
"Well I want her back. Who says he gets to take her when I still need her?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 22:31:34 GMT
"There's a whole lot of shit I could spin off right now, but I don't believe a word of it. I'm on your side. And it's not fucking fair, it really isn't."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 7, 2007 22:33:33 GMT
I nod, keeping quiet.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 22:34:29 GMT
I hold her closer still.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 7, 2007 22:39:35 GMT
"Life's not fucking fair."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 22:42:45 GMT
"I know." I say quietly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 7, 2007 22:44:15 GMT
I sigh looking back out at the sun."I'm cold, sick, and mad. That's not good."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 22:44:59 GMT
"No, probably not. We should get back inside."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 7, 2007 22:49:48 GMT
"Fine."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 22:50:34 GMT
"Come on then," I say, getting up slightly, and making my way back down off the roof.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 7, 2007 22:52:50 GMT
I follow him back inside, careful not to fall.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 22:53:31 GMT
I close the window after her.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 7, 2007 22:57:44 GMT
I sneeze again,"I hate being sick."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 22:59:37 GMT
"It happens far too often. Now what are you supposed to do when you're sick?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 7, 2007 23:02:32 GMT
"Not go up on roofs?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 8, 2007 9:21:41 GMT
"Yeah, besides that."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 8, 2007 15:38:33 GMT
"Rest." I grumble.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 8, 2007 17:27:58 GMT
"Precisely. So go rest."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 8, 2007 17:29:33 GMT
"Ah." I groan,"Since when did you become the healer?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 8, 2007 17:30:54 GMT
"God, shoot me if I ever become a healer...but you told me you're supposed to rest when you're sick, so go rest."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 8, 2007 17:35:07 GMT
"You suck." I mutter climbing into bed.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 8, 2007 17:46:52 GMT
"I know."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 8, 2007 17:48:04 GMT
"I hate this." I mutter pulling the blanket over my legs."Being stuck in bed is no fun."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 8, 2007 17:49:26 GMT
"Well, you shouldn't have got sick then. Want anything?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 8, 2007 17:52:43 GMT
"I can't stop myself from getting sick!" I agrue."Another pillow, yours sucks."
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