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Post by !@# Emmanuelle Caron $%& on Aug 19, 2008 21:06:15 GMT -5
Snails sat on the edge of her bed, staring at her phone. The text couldn't be true... She squeezed the tears out of her eyes and looked at the phone again. Sen did... What? No... She closed her phone and layed back, looking up at the ceiling. Snails had still really liked Sen... She had fooled around with Mordecai a little, sure, but... Sen had been so different. She was starting to think that she was falling for him. Everything reminded her of him. The books that she was reading, the music that she had been listening to, the movies... She grabbed one of the books sitting on her nightstand and slowly walked into the living room where she had a fire started in the fireplace. Without questioning herself at all, she threw the book into the fire and watched it go up in flames as she began sobbing uncontrolably!
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Post by nick on Aug 19, 2008 21:10:22 GMT -5
"Nathan Grey was walking along the cement sidewalk, a stick in one hand, as he ran it along the perfectly white primered fences. He wished he had something to do. but he didn't." Nathan said walking along, narrating his actions. "Nathan Grey had been going through some artist's blockage. He was out looking for idea. Suddenly Nathan Grey was hearing something inside a pretty house." Nathan walked up to the porch. He knocked.
"Nathan greeted with 'Hello?'"
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Post by !@# Emmanuelle Caron $%& on Aug 19, 2008 21:30:42 GMT -5
Snails sighed, trying to compose herself when she heard the knock on the door. She peaked out her window and saw that it was Nathan. Great... She checked out her makeup in the mirror, which was all running down her cheeks. She quickly whiped it away and opened the door, trying to look as composed as possible.
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Post by nick on Aug 19, 2008 21:32:45 GMT -5
"Oh uh hey cam. I was just uh, in the neighborhood, and I was wondering what I was hearing from inside your abode..." Nathan scratched the top of his head.
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Post by !@# Emmanuelle Caron $%& on Aug 19, 2008 21:43:25 GMT -5
"Oh," She shivered, another sob going through her, but she tried to hold it in. "Do you want to come in...?" She asked quietly, trying very hard not to cry in front of him. She walked away from the door slowly, hoping he wouldn't notice the burning Catcher in the Rye in the fireplace.
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Post by nick on Aug 22, 2008 20:27:58 GMT -5
"Oh um sure if that's okay..." Nathan wandered inside the threshhold.
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Post by !@# Emmanuelle Caron $%& on Aug 22, 2008 20:46:30 GMT -5
"Of course it's okay..." She answered back, walking towards the fireplace and started poking at it with the fireplace poker. The book started burning up quicker and Snails got less worried about it. "Now... What did you need from me?" She asked, turning around.
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Post by nick on Aug 22, 2008 20:53:09 GMT -5
"Oh uh nothing just thought I'd see what's up." Nathan sat on the floor. "Anything of interest?"
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Post by !@# Emmanuelle Caron $%& on Aug 23, 2008 10:19:59 GMT -5
Snails sat in front of Nathan, her back to the fireplace. "I guess you haven't heard about Sen yet then..." She wasn't even sure if Nathan knew who Sen was. This town was so small, though, pretty much everybody knew everybody else.
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