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Narutard | Date: Th, 15.August.13, 1:57 PM | Message # 1951 |
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| Tyler I stood, looking at her.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 15.August.13, 1:58 PM | Message # 1952 |
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"Did I miss something?" I looked up at him confused.
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Narutard | Date: Th, 15.August.13, 2:09 PM | Message # 1953 |
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| Tyler "No, it's just...I worry about you."
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 15.August.13, 2:14 PM | Message # 1954 |
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I nodded, slightly grinning. "I hear those words many times, but where are you going?"
Jon
I went upstairs to check on Laurelin.
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Narutard | Date: Th, 15.August.13, 11:21 PM | Message # 1955 |
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| Tyler "Nowhere."
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 15.August.13, 11:24 PM | Message # 1956 |
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"Then why did you stand up?" I mumbled.
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Narutard | Date: Th, 15.August.13, 11:39 PM | Message # 1957 |
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| Tyler "I umm..."
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 15.August.13, 11:46 PM | Message # 1958 |
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I sighed. "I have a headache. I'm going to go read something." I mumbled leaving to find a large book in my backpack.
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 10:38 AM | Message # 1959 |
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| Tyler I watched her go quietly.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 11:36 AM | Message # 1960 |
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I tugged out a textbook over law out of my backpack and started reading on the couch.
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"laurelin?"
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 6:37 PM | Message # 1961 |
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| Laurelin "Mmmm?" I rolled over.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 6:52 PM | Message # 1962 |
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"afternoon, you hungry?"
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 7:25 PM | Message # 1963 |
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| Laurelin "Mhmm..."
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 7:29 PM | Message # 1964 |
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"come downstairs then. I'll get your food heated up." I kissed her forehead before walking out.
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 7:43 PM | Message # 1965 |
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| Laurelin I sat up and stretched.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 7:48 PM | Message # 1966 |
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| Jon
I made my way downstairs.
Iris
In the end, I laid down on the couch and placed the book over my face like a tent.
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 7:50 PM | Message # 1967 |
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| Laurelin I stood and pulled on some clothes.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 7:56 PM | Message # 1968 |
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"Someone's finally awake." I smirked at Tyler before striding over to the couch to ask if Iris could heat up her food.
Iris
I groaned. "fine."
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 8:02 PM | Message # 1969 |
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| Tyler "Good."
Laurelin I walked downstairs.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 8:08 PM | Message # 1970 |
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| Iris
"Gah I'm hot." I grumbled before getting up and walking to the kitchen to get her food.
Jon
"mhm."
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 8:15 PM | Message # 1971 |
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| Laurelin "Hi..." I stepped into the living room.
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 8:25 PM | Message # 1972 |
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"Hey." I turned to Laurelin. "How did you sleep?"
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 9:23 PM | Message # 1973 |
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| Laurelin "Like a rock."
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Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 9:38 PM | Message # 1974 |
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| Iris
I finished warming it up for her and set it on the table. "Eat it while it's still hot." I approached them.
Jon
I chuckled. "go eat."
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 16.August.13, 9:58 PM | Message # 1975 |
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| Laurelin "Thank you."
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