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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 1:56 AM | Message # 751
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Laurelin
"Wow."


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 01.July.13, 2:05 AM | Message # 752
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Jon

"Amazing feeling huh? That's why people can be addicted to morphine. I'll just have to wean you off, bit by bit I suppose."


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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 2:07 AM | Message # 753
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Laurelin
I looked at him. I had known him...since I started highschool. I had fallen in love with him last year. And now he was here...and I couldn't say anything.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 01.July.13, 2:21 AM | Message # 754
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Jon

"Catch!" I threw the notepad out. There was a slight grumbling inside the store. I turned to her. "He can be quite lazy sometimes."


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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 2:26 AM | Message # 755
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I smiled slightly.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 01.July.13, 2:33 AM | Message # 756
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Jon

"So."


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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 2:35 AM | Message # 757
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Laurelin
"So," I whispered. I wanted to tell him...so bad...


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 01.July.13, 2:38 AM | Message # 758
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Jon

"How did you break your foot? You aren't clumsy."


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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 2:52 AM | Message # 759
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Laurelin
"Falling for you," I said quietly and my eyes widened. Oh God...did I really just say that. Stupid, stupid medicine!!


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 01.July.13, 3:00 AM | Message # 760
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Jon

I blinked a few times. "Huh." Is this really Laurelin in front of me?


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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 3:02 AM | Message # 761
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I covered my face with my hands, so embarrassed. How did that come out of all things. "This wasn't how I imagined confessing," I mumbled through my fingers.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 01.July.13, 3:13 AM | Message # 762
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Jon

I laughed. "Morphine can let people spew out dark secrets."


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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 3:14 AM | Message # 763
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I looked at him, hurt.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 01.July.13, 3:25 AM | Message # 764
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Jon

"Laurelin..." I sighed, capping the pen. "I can't..."


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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 9:35 AM | Message # 765
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Laurelin
"Why do you think I haven't told you?" I mumbled, on the verge of tears again. Of course he wouldn't return the feelings.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 01.July.13, 11:46 AM | Message # 766
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Jon

I hugged her tightly. "Look, I've never seen you in this light before. For your sake, I will...try."


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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 11:52 AM | Message # 767
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I looked up at him in utter surprise.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 01.July.13, 12:02 PM | Message # 768
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Jon

"Got it? Don't tell anyone." I released her.


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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 12:07 PM | Message # 769
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Laurelin
I nodded slowly, still in shock.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 01.July.13, 12:21 PM | Message # 770
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Iris

I came back with several bags of cans. "Where do you want me to put these?"

Jon

"With Tyler." She nodded.


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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 12:29 PM | Message # 771
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I was still in slight shock.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 01.July.13, 12:38 PM | Message # 772
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Jon

"Laurelin?"


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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 12:40 PM | Message # 773
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I looked up at him.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Mo, 01.July.13, 12:54 PM | Message # 774
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Jon

"Let's go in, Mmkay? You could sit in air conditioning."


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NarutardDate: Mo, 01.July.13, 12:55 PM | Message # 775
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I nodded. "Could you get Link? He's sleeping..."


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