Look at him...
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Thread Topic: Look at him...
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Fray: Uuu, I can't--
Fabian: *grabs him* No, no, no! We aren't here for that. She's sick. You'll get sick.
Fray: I'm cold to the bone, Fabs. I'm the one who gets people sick, I don't get sick.
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..Then it's my fault either way..
*takes glasses off, rubbing eyes*
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Diesel: Are you okay? -
Janette: I'm not actually sick, you know. *crosses arms* And even if I was, why can't you?
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Zylen: How could it be your fault? You know what. I think it's better if you just aren't around her if she upsets you so much..
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Martious: My legs hurt. ;; w ;; -
Fray: 'Cos. *touches her, freezing her arm* ..I am the cold itself.
Fabian: *rolls eyes*
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Because I'm not around to cheer her up..
*pauses*
*frowns*
But.. She's my wife, I don't think I can do that, Snake.
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Diesel: How bad? D: -
Janette: *little huff* I honestly don't give a f---. In fact, I just want to f---. If not with you, with someone else.
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Zylen: *eyes glow* *softly* How often has she been upset with you, Levian? How many times has she made you feel like this? She makes you question if she really loves you. That's not a wife, Levian. Wives and husbands are suppose to be everything but that. *slowly hypnotizing him into thinking Avella is a b----*
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Martious: Bad.. -
Fray: I--
Fabian:No one is gonna f--- you. You're with someone.
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Levian: ..R-Really? No.. You're right.. *frowns* *then scowls* She's never once asked me how I felt, or said sorry.. I'm always beating myself up for what she's said!
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Diesel: ..I'll hold you for now.. -
Janette: Someone who I never see.. And I'm sure someone will. *grabs purse* In fact, I'm going the the boy's bar to find someone. Maybe two someones.
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Zylen: You don't need her, do you, little bird?
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Martious: ....Pasta? -
Fabian: ..You do that.
Fray: Yeah! >:I You do that!
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Levian: N.. N.. *falters* ..Yes..
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Diesel: I'll make it. Just gonna be a little slow. -
Janette: *to the bar!*
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Zylen: ..No. You don't. *strokes his cheek, eyes glowing brighter* Who do you need, Little Bird?
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Martious: Okay.. -
*and guess who's there*
Quintin: *sitting at the bar, chin on the counter*
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Levian: ..Not Avella? *is too confused for it to work on him lol*
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Diesel: *pats his head* *to slowly make pasta!* -
Janette: *eyes widen a bit* *and almost backs for the door* *but eyes sparkle, and she poofs for a second, and poofs back, wearing a very pretty dress*
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Zylen: ..*brighter* Me, Levi. You need me.
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Martious: *giggle* -
Quintin: *still staring at nothing*
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Levian: *scoots closer* *then clings to him, hiding face in his chest* Yeah.. I really, really need you..
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Diesel: What's so funny this time? -
(I love you. So much. Never forget that, please. Ever.)
Janette: *sits beside him, ordering a bottle of champagne*
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Zylen: *licks lips, kissing the top of his head* Take off your wedding ring, Little Bird. I'll give you a new one soon enough.
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Martious: Nothing.. -
(I won't. Not ever. And you better not forget that I love you.)
Quintin: *looks up* ..Jana?
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Levian: *coos, smiling brightly* *snuggles even closer, removing the wedding ring* Really?
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Diesel: .. *tickles his stomach* -
(I wont. You're everything to me.)
Janette: Quin. *little smile* Care for a drink?
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Zylen: Really. After all, you are my Little Bird.
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Martious: *LOUDER GIGGLES* -
(I'm so glad to hear that.. You're everything to me too. And more.)
Quintin: ..I already had one, buuuut, I guess I can go for one more. *pokes little glass at her, smiling back* Thanks.
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Levian: *snorts, teasingly* ..I don't have wings, though. And I don't chirp. How can I be a bird?
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Diesel: *giggles with*
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