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 Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 5:39 pm
It was early evening, and Nita had run out of food. Mostly, she'd been waiting until the small ours of the morning to run out to the cafeteria, when the chances of running into people were slimmer. But her stomach growled angrily. No waiting this time!
She made it to the caf without incident, going through the line and making up one of her typical salads. Glancing around, she tried to decide where to sit-- and if it really mattered who was around.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 5:47 pm
Miller finally broke down, he had to leave the duplex, there was nothing more he could do. After Lauren had ran off a day earlier he had tried to clean the place, and him self of any yellow fur left around as well as stray feathers. He had avoided going out that day not even to stock up on fruit for his mini fridge.
Today however he had little choice, hunger drove him to the cafatiria were he hastily grabbed grapes and bananas to snack on before heading back to the duplex. He sat off to the side eating quietly hoping no one would see him, he didn't even notice that Nita had entered the place not long after him.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 5:53 pm
The cafeteria was mostly empty, except for a few Islanders Nita didn't know. And.. a familiar flash of blue feathers. With a shrug, Nita carried her tray over to the corner where Miller had been eating his dinner.
"Hey," she said, having a seat. "D'you mind if I join you?" Nita smiled slightly, whiskers twitching.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 5:55 pm
He snapped another grape off the vine popping it in to his mouth when Nita's voice cassued him to drop the grape right back out his mouth with a startled tweet. Not Nita! No nono very bad!
He bit his tongue and looked up nodding to her though trying to keep as calm as he could. "Yahz surez thatz okay..." he said before going back to his grapes.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 7:12 pm
"Ugh," Nita said, digging into her salad. "So... S'up?"
Her whiskered twitched again. Something about Miller smelled familiar. Very familiar. After a moment of staring at her fork, Nita spoke.
"You've... You've seen her, then." It wasn't a question. That particular mongoose's musk was unmistakable.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 7:25 pm
Miller munched another grape and shrugged, "Not muchz." he said simply, and that was a straight up lie, one that Nita just called.
He wasn't as keen to the musk of Mongoose musck after haveing showered so much, but Nita's nose was far better then his. "I-I didz... she she waz at the beachz n-no werez to go shez saidz I justz offeredz to let her stayz with mez thatz all I swearz."
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 7:29 pm
Nita quirked a brow at Miller. Yes, she and Lauren had broken up. Yes, she was upset. At least Lauren had had somewhere to go. Jesus, it wasn't like she and Miller had slept together or anything!
"Ah," she mumbled. "Look, I-" Nita began. She chewed another bite of salad, considering whether or not she really wanted to know. "What... What did she tell you?" she asked hesitantly.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 7:32 pm
Miller shrank down in his chair as Nita stared him down, he felt guilty, dirty, evil, guilty again, and still REALLY dirty.
He looked up again chirping curiously as she seemed to calm down a bit, at least she wasn't seeming to accuse him out of no were again. "Wellz umm..." he frowned a bit trying to recall all of the exchange between them, at least the part Nita could know about. "Shez saidz you liedz to her... kickedz her outz... bunch of stuffz like thatz... I don'tz think yourz that badz though I meanz... youz been nice to meh evenz after the wholez cheek thingz..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 7:49 pm
Nita sighed and shook her head. "I really didn't lie to her," she said softly. "I guess... we really just couldn't understand each other."
She poked at bamboo shoot. "We both said some pretty shitty things," Nita admitted. "I'm not proud of that, but... urgh." The shoot was stabbed, rather viciously, and chewed up between sharp teeth.
Just being this close to someone who smelled so strongly and Lauren (and soap) was difficult. So familiar... Nita's damp, black nose twitched again.
"Sorry to drag you into this, Miller."
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 7:54 pm
Miller gave Nita a sympathetic look and a bit of a tweet to go with it, "It'z not your faultz or herz, thingz don'tz always workz out I guezz..." He ate another grape trying to keep calm still.
"Youz stillz Nita, shez still Laurenz, your bothz mah friendz I don'tz hatez eitherz of you guyz." He started to peel a banana trying to hide the shaking in his hands, he shook his head again, "It'z okayz you arn'tz too blamez..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 8:00 pm
Nita gave Miller a sort of wry smile. "Yeah, I guess it's just like that.
"And I'm glad you don't hate me." She leaned over and stole a grape from Miller's bowl. As she chewed, she draped one arm over Miller's shoulders in a brief hug.
She froze. Her nose flared; her eyes widened. There was no way that just being near Lauren would produce that particular smell. Lauren's hint of human scent, plus the mongoose's musk, and some very familiar pheromones.
Nita pulled her arm away from Miller, feeling vaguely ill.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 8:04 pm
Miller shrugged and went to eat a grape when a fuzzy hand snatched it away, in return he took a bamboo shot which didn't break or taste well and was tossed aside for another grape. "Lifez like thatz sometimez?"
He felt secure for the time and went to return the hug when Nita suddenly pulled away giving him a strange look, almost like she was going to be sick, his own face twisted in to a look of confusion in dread.
He was so fricken busted.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 8:09 pm
Her jaw clenched. Oh my God, she prayed to whoever might be listening. Please don't tell me this is really happening.
"Miller," Nita said, as calmly as she could. "What. The. ********." Her voice rose at each word. Radiating hurt and fury, she gathered up her tray. She wasn't hungry anymore. For a brief moment, Nita considered crashing it down on his head... but that wouldn't do any good. If her knuckles could be seen through the fur, they would be white from the pressure.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 8:13 pm
His chair went crashing back, he stumbled backwards shakeing his head fruriously, "It'z not likez thatz Nita! We hadz been drinkinz! S-she shez pinnedz me downz and startedz to teasez meh I didn'tz meanz too I swearz it waz a mistakez she waz gonez the next morningz!"
This wasn't supposed too happen, why did this have to happen? Why couldn't Lauren have just slept on the blankets and left him alone? Why did he even bring her the wine? And to top it all off, Nita was going to kill him probably.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 8:22 pm
"Right," Nita spat, sneering. "I'm the one that couldn't be trusted. I'm the liar, the horrible b***h." She glared down at Miller on the floor. Her eyes brimming with tears, Nita turned on her heel.
She didn't know if she was more hurt or angry. At Lauren, at Miller, at herself, at the whole ******** world.
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