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10/31/2015 8:45:51 PM
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Dean chuckles a bit. "That's a good one." He sees she isn't laughing and his smile disappears.
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[b]Her face was hardened into either anger, or betrayal Either of which would work[/b] [i]"Really?! Its funny, you find it funny to go ahead and stab me in the back!"[/i] [b]She points to herself[/b] [i]"I've had to put up with your shit for months, Dean, worried sick over what the hell could have happened to you!"[/i] [i]"Instead, when you came back, you go ahead and leave me for some other girl, put me in the back of your mind like I'm just the appetiser! Your a -blam!-ing two timing, good for nothing asshole!"[/i]
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He puts his hands on his hips and looks down. He nodded. "I am. I'm sorry. I really and truly am."
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[b]She jabs him with a finger, poking him in the chest as she places her other hand on her hip[/b] [i]"You said that the last time you -blam!-ed up! I'm tired of riding the God damn emotional roller coaster that is, no, was our relationship!"[/i]
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He sighes. "I messed up, I know. I really messed up bad."
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[i]"Yeah, you -blam!-ing did"[/i] [b]She turns, and starts walking away[/b]
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He sighes as she walks away.
