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Post by Rikugurl on Dec 14, 2003 14:00:10 GMT -5
Stella sat up slowly and looked over at the door. "Where are you going Dean?"
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Post by Jgains on Dec 14, 2003 14:01:58 GMT -5
Dean looked back at her " Im going out... ill be back later..." he sighed walking out and closing the door as he started walking down the steps slowly
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Post by Rikugurl on Dec 14, 2003 14:07:12 GMT -5
She blinked and frowned. "If your going to get that dress, I want you to use my gil!" there was no reply and she frowned. "DEAN!?" still nothing. She crossed her arms and sighed. "damnit...."
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Post by Jgains on Dec 14, 2003 14:10:28 GMT -5
As the hour passed Dean walked back in the house with three bags of clothing... he sighed walking back i the direction of the room setting the bags down on the bed " here... I wasnt sure what you wanted so I just grabbed things that I thought you might like..."
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Post by Rikugurl on Dec 14, 2003 14:21:26 GMT -5
"I told you to use my gil!" she growled and through the puch at him and it hit him in the head. It bounced off and hit the floor with a jingle. She blinked and laughed a bit. She then looked at the bags and sighed.
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Post by Jgains on Dec 14, 2003 14:23:48 GMT -5
He frowned looking at her then turned and started to walk off " and I told you I didnt want too!" he walked out of the room and back to the door, he had to get out... he opened the door walking out then slamming it hard. He had to get onto the beach...
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Post by Rikugurl on Dec 14, 2003 14:29:15 GMT -5
She blinked as she looked at the door for awhile. She sighed and shook her head, "what did I do....?" She reached for the bag and looked in. She took out the black dress that was at the bottom and looked at it closely. She got out of bed slowly and put it over her head and pulled it down. It fit nicely over her stomach. She walked to the mirror and frowned. "jeezus...I look terrible." she sniffed and walked out of the room and looked out onto the porch. Dean was walking to the beach and just stood there. She opened the screen door and walked out, leaning against the rail and looked out at the ocean.
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Post by Jgains on Dec 14, 2003 14:32:04 GMT -5
Dean walked up to the beach as he headed straight for the ocean... he hadnt been there for so long... he even sold his surf board... that of all things showed how much he had lost it...
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Post by Rikugurl on Dec 14, 2003 14:34:51 GMT -5
She watched him and sighed. he seemed so miserible...and it was all her fault. well...not completely, he could have been strong enough to move on...but what did she know? She was just some stupid girl that didn't care about anything untill she got knocked up...
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Post by Jgains on Dec 14, 2003 14:37:21 GMT -5
He walked up to the ocean kneeling down moving his hand through it... he sighed just staring down at it " im so worthless..." he sighed closing his eyes
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Post by Rikugurl on Dec 14, 2003 14:41:27 GMT -5
A few weeks went by and Stella sat down at the table. she was sorting out her gil and looking through a magazine. It was night time and there was a thunderstorm going on. She flipped the page and smiled.
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Post by Jgains on Dec 14, 2003 14:43:47 GMT -5
Dean was standing at the porch leaning against the rail letting the rain hit him... he didnt care about getting wet... he was getting better, atleast he thought that he was. He sighed looking back in Stella's direction
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Post by Rikugurl on Dec 14, 2003 14:46:03 GMT -5
she turned the page and blinked. "That's perfect!" she put a piece of paper in the magazine and put it away. she looked back at the porch and sighed. He'd been out there for a long time now.
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Post by Jgains on Dec 14, 2003 14:48:05 GMT -5
Dean mumbled a few things as he walked back inside of the apartment and started taking off his wet clothes... he had to get something else on... he then looked over in her direction " what?"
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Post by Rikugurl on Dec 14, 2003 14:50:41 GMT -5
She looked up at him and blinked. "what?" she didn't know what she did...what did she do now? Did she look at him wrong or something?
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