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 Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 2:41 pm
 Jay cringed at the thought of Chef-the-nurse, "no, I'm good." She chuckled and leaned down, giving him a good bye kiss. "Hopefully I'll be up and running in no time! Glad I took my plunge when I did. I guess if I'm not there at lunch tomorrow you should panic and assume I got a horrendous infection..." She looked thoughtful for a moment, then broke out in a grin, "as if that would happen!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 2:54 pm
 He didn't want to leave her until he was sure she would be okay.
And when she mentioned infection... Oh yeah. He wasn't going anywhere until someone had a look at her arm.
"I want to stay with you until someone takes care of you." He reached for her good paw.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 3:01 pm
Jay was about to spin around and walk into the cabin when Axl spoke. "Aw, Axl, would you?" She smiled, taking his outstretched paw, carefully sitting down on the steps and tugging at him to do the same.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 3:22 pm
He looked a bit surprised by her reaction. "Of course, Jay!" he said as he sat down. "I want to make sure you're okay. I'm not going anywhere until I know."
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 3:37 pm
Jay was about to wave her hand dismissively when she remembered her free one was attached to that dislocated arm of hers. So she settled for rolling her eyes, "I told you, I'll be fine! You worry too much." She leaned against him, putting her head on his shoulder, "but thanks for the thought."
Well, it seemed like a while until someone came. Might as well start conversation. "So, tell me about your biggest wipeout. I'm sure it must've been... Gnarly."
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 3:53 pm
He slipped his arm around her waist, drawing her carefully close.
His worst wipeout? Uh. He actually.. tried to avoid wipeouts... That wasn't really very rockstar-like though... and he doubted Jay wanted to be with a wimp. So he made something up.
"Well, this one time, when we were on tour, I was chilling with my bandmates and uh, there was this crazy fan, you know? She was like, a stalker. So me and my buddies, we decided to lose her. We ran through the backstage area, throwin' s**t in her way and you know, trying to stop her, when the costume lady wheeled her rack out in my way..."
He gave a big dramatic wince. "Man, I crashed into that rack soooo hard... Clothes went everywhere, I went everywhere, and that chick? She totally caught up to me. You don't wanna even know what she did ti me..."
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 4:00 pm
Jay listened to his story with a look of mild interest in her face, grin growing wider as he lead up to the conclusion. "Ugh, sick, man! Stalkers are disgusting. The only time I had to put up with one was waaaay back, when me and my friends had to sneak into every club. So we left real late, right? There were three of us and there was this way creepy dude following us. Good thing we buddied with the band members at the club! They drove by in their van at such a convenient time, picked us up and let us bunk with them for the night!" Ah, those good old days.
She totally believed his story. Why wouldn't she? Rockstars got that kind of stuff all the time, right?
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 4:04 pm
"Heh, yeah... Tell me about it. That guy sounds like he was such a creeper." Relieved that she seemed to buy it, he snuggled closer.
"I had a bruise on my forehead for a week, man," he laughed, resting his head on hers.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 4:11 pm
Jay nuzzled against him, smiling mellowly. "Damn, my team's gonna think I'm weak." Hopefully that wouldn't be the case. She didn't want it to come down to 'boyfriend or team'. In truth, Jay was a little afraid of that question... And what the answer might be.
"So, got any questions for me?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 4:15 pm
"No way, Jay. You're way too cool for them to think that." He nuzzled at her gently, kissing her neck. "No one could ever think you're weak."
At the question, he chewed on his lip. s**t. He hated these kind of games. Um..
"Do you think we'll still be friends after the show?" he finally asked, quietly.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 4:32 pm
"Thanks." Okay, she kind of needed that reassurance. Not that it had to be true, exactly, but hearing those words from someone gave her hope.
Would they be friends after the show? Interesting question. "Well, yeah! Why wouldn't we be? Unless... You don't want to...? I know you'll be busy touring and all that stuff..."
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 4:50 pm
Touring... Riiiiight.
"Of course I still want to be friends!" He paused, his face flushing a bit. "If you want... You can come with us. You can be 'with the band'. If you're lucky~ I'll even let you be a roadie!" he laughed.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 4:57 pm
Jay smiled and hugged him best she could with one arm. "That's great! I always wanted to know what that was like... With the band and all!" Wow, maybe she'd get herself out there, too. How cool would that be? "So, where are you going back first? Like, where're you from?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 5:07 pm
Well.. Uh.. He might as well make that interesting too.
"New York City!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 5:10 pm
Jay's eyes widened, "no wayy, me too!" She so didn't see that coming. He looked like someone who came from Cali or something. "What part of the city? Hey, we might've been neighbors or something. That's insane!"
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