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1/14/2016 11:21:16 AM
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[b]He smiles, pained[/b] Thank you. We've all lost people.
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"Yea....."
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[b]He holds out both arms, offering a hug[/b]
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[b]She happily hugs him[/b]
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[b]You can hear him draw in a shaky breath[/b] Sorry for killing the mood.
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"It's ok."
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[b]He lays his head on your shoulder[/b] Sorry, is this too much? [b]He lets go[/b]
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"Nah, it's ok."
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Um, thanks. [b]He blushes[/b]
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"Haha, why are you blushing?"
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I, uh, haven't touched someone in a long time. I'm not exactly social.
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"Ah, i understand"
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[b]He blushes harder and laughs nervously[/b]
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"Oh come on"
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What?
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"You don't need to be that nervous, all you did was putting your head on my shoulder "
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[b]He laughs nervously[/b] Sorry, I'm a bit awkward.
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"It's fine, i would be the same."
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So, you wanna keep shooting?
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"Well im really tired soooo......."
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Alright, well, let's back to the dorm. [b]He puts back the revolver[/b]
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"Yea" [b]She starts walking to her room[/b]
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[b]He walks her to her room[/b] So, this is where we part ways?
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"yep" [b]She hugs him[/b] "Thanks"
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[b]He hands her two pieces of paper, one folded up and one with a number on it[/b] That's my number if you ever need me for something. Read the other paper the next time that you're sad.
