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Post by Tatum Donnelly on Oct 18, 2008 0:05:02 GMT -4
"Love is a bitch, ain't it?"
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Post by Jude Wainwright on Oct 18, 2008 9:49:48 GMT -4
"A cruel, cruel bitch. Here, have some muffin, I imagine you haven't eaten yet today." she shoved half the muffin into Tatum's hand.
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Post by Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau on Oct 18, 2008 10:38:59 GMT -4
The redhead paled some as the muffin was shoved in her direction, and she found herself staring blankly at it for a few moments, before lifting her eyes to look at Ophi. She was right, there was no way around that. "I.. I have a drink. I'm okay, really."
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Post by Johnny Wainwright on Oct 18, 2008 22:55:20 GMT -4
Ophelia scowled, shoving the muffin into Tatum's hands. "Either you eat it or I get very vocal, very fast."
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Post by Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau on Oct 19, 2008 23:20:47 GMT -4
This promise didn't impress Tatum, who simply gave a firm frown, before glancing down at the muffin, lifting it up and taking a small bite.
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Post by Ophelia Wainwright on Oct 19, 2008 23:43:38 GMT -4
It was probably the best she'd get from the girl while at school, so she nodded, reaching to wipe a crumb from Tatum's lip. "I only do this because I love you and care about your health, babe."
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Post by Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau on Oct 19, 2008 23:54:22 GMT -4
The redhead allowed her frown to soften just a bit, as she took another small bite, trying her best to look rather sullen, and somewhat like a kicked puppy. "Yeah, more like you just want to fatten me up like a Christmas ham.."
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Post by Jude Wainwright on Oct 20, 2008 10:32:09 GMT -4
"Well I don't want you to beak in half every time I get the urge to do dirty things to you, ducky."She frowned. Ït'll take more then a muffin to get you fat, Anna."She knew that Tatum might not get the reference to the Silverchair song, but she hoped she did.
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Post by Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau on Oct 20, 2008 10:39:22 GMT -4
"Haha," Tatum replied, quite sarcastically, as she gently placed the remainder on the muffin onto the table, and picked up her water bottle again. "If I haven't snapped in half yet, I don't think you need to worry."
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Post by Jude Wainwright on Oct 20, 2008 23:46:49 GMT -4
Ophelia made a face, picking up the muffin. She refused to let good food go to waste. "You know, I do worry about you. You're going to turn into Jude at this rate. Passing out all the time, getting the shakes. That's not sexy I hope you know."
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Post by Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau on Oct 20, 2008 23:55:27 GMT -4
Even despite the aspirin, she was sure that she could feel another headache building in her, just behind her eyes, pulsing in her temples. This was the last thing that she had any desire to begin discussing, especially in their school cafeteria. "Can we not do this right now? Please?"
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Post by Jude Wainwright on Oct 21, 2008 21:14:32 GMT -4
ophelia frowned slightly, but nodded. "I'll stop. For now. But we will have this conversation, Tatum."
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Post by Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau on Oct 21, 2008 22:41:30 GMT -4
"We won't," Tatum muttered, eyes trailing over toward the clock that hung above the vending machine area. Almost time to go back to class, thankfully.
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Post by Jude Wainwright on Oct 21, 2008 22:47:33 GMT -4
Ophelia gave her a hard look. "Oh yes, we will."
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Post by Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau on Oct 21, 2008 22:55:51 GMT -4
Keeping her eyes adverted, staring at the clock, Tatum shook her head. "No, we won't. Because there isn't anything to have a conversation about. You're just being a bitch."
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