hotmess
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Post by hotmess on Jun 22, 2015 23:47:14 GMT
The unsubtle cough was enough to jerk Eva back to her senses. She pulled back and unsure how else to respond to the embarrassment of having just jumped her ex - slaps him across the face.
"If you want to get back together with me you should ask me yourself, not get Laurie to do it for you."
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Post by allofthefeels on Jun 22, 2015 23:50:53 GMT
He gapes, for a moment. A very long moment.
"What do you think I was trying to do?!"
Righteous indignation building. Wild hand gestures getting wilder.
"You know, this is why it never works out between us! Because you take offence at every little thing, and then you just- snap-"
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hotmess
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Post by hotmess on Jun 22, 2015 23:55:44 GMT
"Oh so this is all my fault? Mr "I'm kind of a jerk sometimes"?"
Eva's face twisted, something between heartbroken and exasperated. She folded her arms across her chest.
"Well, maybe we would work better if you actually had the guts to be there for me."
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Post by enviro1st on Jun 22, 2015 23:56:51 GMT
"But he was..." Laurie cuts off
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Post by allofthefeels on Jun 23, 2015 0:07:14 GMT
"Be there for you." He folds his arms. "Eva, you want me to 'be there for you' constantly. Do I ever get to be anywhere else?"
With more vitriol, he delivers the final blow: "I might be a jerk sometimes, but you never stop clinging!"
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Post by enviro1st on Jun 23, 2015 0:08:12 GMT
Laurie shuts her mouth, distressed.
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hotmess
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Post by hotmess on Jun 23, 2015 0:15:25 GMT
Theres a beat of tense, tortured silence. "Fine." Eva pursed her lips, the word cutting through the air with bitter sharpness. "If that is really how you feel. This is it. The final breakup. We. Are. Done." She pushed past him, breezing past Ellie with a sad smile before heading back into the lunch room and heading through it to the music room. {Carried on in this post} |
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Post by enviro1st on Jun 23, 2015 0:16:09 GMT
"But you cant!"
Laurie looks from one to the other, torn.
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Post by allofthefeels on Jun 23, 2015 0:24:48 GMT
"Yeah."
He's ignoring Laurie.
"Yeah, I think that's right. This is it."
His face is totally still.
"I know I'll be happier this way."
And with that, he storms down the corridor. Leaving whatserface. Whoever the hell she is, anyway.
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Post by enviro1st on Jun 23, 2015 0:27:25 GMT
With a last glance at the disappearing Eva and an appologetic shrug at Ellie, Laurie steps swiftly after Daniel, wondering where he's heading to down this corridor.
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Post by allofthefeels on Jun 23, 2015 0:29:25 GMT
Laurie's following. As she catches up, he mutters (just quietly enough to preserve his dignity), "It's awkward if I turn around. Right? Where does this corridor even go?"
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Post by heartmaiden on Jun 23, 2015 10:38:49 GMT
Confused, but still determined to speak to Eva despite what social conventions would suggest sensible, Ellie span around on the spot and chased after her into the lunch room.
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Post by QUEEN on Jun 23, 2015 22:50:13 GMT
The corridor ends with a row of locked classrooms, and an ajar fire escape to the courtyard outside. Just outside the fire escape, the air is thick with gently wafting plumes of smoke. The source of the smoke is obvious. Most of the Yearbook Committee, and a good half of the School Council, lounge against the wall. Bia speaks languorously, but everyone present hangs on her every word.
"did you see that spat in the dining hall? Priceless."
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Post by allofthefeels on Jun 24, 2015 0:15:45 GMT
Many questions pass through the mind of Daniel Mulholland. Notably:
Why is this his life?
Where did things go wrong?
Which capricious god did he manage to offend in the past half hour?
This internal monologue is briefly manifest in a look of utter horror - which is summarily quashed in favour of a sneer.
"Oh. You."
How much derision can be injected into a single syllable? That much derision.
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Post by enviro1st on Jun 24, 2015 0:23:08 GMT
Laurie stands behind Daniel as they eye the smokers distastefully.
"where to now?"
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