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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 10:06 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 10:08 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 10:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 10:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 10:27 pm
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He grits his teeth, because this is absolutely not okay. Every bone in his body screams it's not healthy, not good for Chel. He wants to shake her out of all the s**t she's saying so that she can see it from his perspective. "He could have gotten you tried and killed," he says with feeling. "You have a bomb on your ******** wrist that might as well have his name etched in it." He deliberately doesn't bring up what he considers the vastly more sensitive facts. That this was essentially Jack's fault for his emotionally abusive bullshit. That Jack had led her on and then told her to ******** off with virtually no consequence. That he was being rewarded for his dickitude. He sure as hell thinks it really hard, though.
His nose scrunches in the way it always does when he knows he's making sense, but that won't do any good. It's his "talking to a brick wall" face, honestly. "I don't like him. I won't like him, no matter how many times you ask," he pauses, just long enough to let that sink in. "But I'm not your keeper. You do you," he finished with a sigh.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 10:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 10:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 10:44 pm
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