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 Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 8:04 pm
"How'd you know about...?" Oh. That's right. Candace had been there, hadn't she? And even if she hadn't been near the trench, there'd been enough people throwing snowballs. Nevermind. Damage control.
"You want me to spy for you?" Harrison looked back at his desk, and his list of supplies, and did some thinking.
"I was gonna talk to him soon anyhow. I can put in a good word."
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 11:07 pm
Candace grinned. "I saaaaaaw iiiiit~." Candace teased affectionately before she closed her eyes and relaxed her grip on his sleeve. "Yes. Be my death spy, Harrison~." She felt better, honestly. She trusted Harrison would know the right things to say.
Finally she released his sleeve and curled up on her side, sniffing and rubbing at her face a little. "You're the best, Harrison. Really~. Thank you for this." She wanted to at least try to get Jerry back. She couldn't not try, even if she failed she couldn't just let him go so easily.
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