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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2012 5:56 pm
"Oh," He rubbed the back of his neck, "Should get that looked at by the labs. Anything on our beach is probably not healthy." He smiled weakly, glancing down again. "So.... what do I do now? I mean.. I don't... dammit. I don't want to give up. This can't be it. I mean... people fight all the time but they work things out in the end..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2012 5:58 pm
But she-
But he-
But they-
No. He shook his head. You can't change people.
"I can't help you, I'm sorry."
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2012 6:12 pm
Jerry's expression softened, locked on his shoes. "Oh. Um. Well. Thank you anyway." He shifted in his seat. Wash looked exhausted. The poor guy was under as much stress as any of them, and here Jerry was trying to pull advice out of him. "I guess I'll go get out of your hair," He glanced down at his own cellphone.
No messages. Everyone was busy with their own chums. And loved ones.
He missed Roar.
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2012 6:26 pm
"No, that is -" he was sighing a lot, today. "Sorry." Wash stood up, and offered Jerry a hand.
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2012 6:30 pm
Jerry smiled weakly as he took his hand with his good arm, pulling himself to his feet, "What are you sorry for? You're a good friend, Wash. I'm glad you're my moon." His smile strengthened a bit. "Someone's gotta' keep me grounded right? Ahahaha. I'll... just go figure out how to keep myself busy. Until Roar.... wakes up."
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