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 Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 2:41 am
Had his sulking worked? Or had he pissed her off in some other mysterious way by losing? Girls were just plain weird. No pleasing them, really. This staying single thing may just be his best decision yet. He sat up from his burrito and gave her the stink eye. "You come into my room, steal my bed, and now you're pissed at me?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 2:44 am
She had gone through the phantom door, this time - as if muscle memory had told her that this was where the exit to Otto's room should have been. She left it, only to stop when he called her out, and turned to stare at him in confusion. "Pissed at you? I'm not - why do you think I'm pissed at you?" But it didn't matter, did it? She waved her hands in front of her in frustration, and shook her head. "Nevermind. Don't answer that. Just go back to sleep. I'm leaving."
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 2:47 am
Hmmmm sleep. Or comfort Maebe. . . . "Wanna talk about it?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 2:50 am
She didn't. "I can't sleep in that bed." It came out in a rush, as if hearing Otto ask her to talk was some kind of god damn siren call. "It smells too much like you. I can't. Not even for a very appropriate punishment slash really funny joke." She rested back on the her heels, and folded her hands in front of her protectively. "Hurts too much."
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 2:52 am
"Oh." So that was why. He fell silent for a while. He had nothing to say to that. He'd likely feel the same if he were to lay on a pillow that smelled like her or Cami. The same nostalgia and a wave of painful and conflicting feelings. "Sorry I ruined your punishment game."
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 2:55 am
And there he was, making her regret being honest. Blaming himself. Even if it was sort of his fault just for existing. God, she felt so stupid. "You didn't. My nose did." She cracked a smile, and then forced it down, refusing to enjoy the moment. Her arms relaxed, and one hand wrapped around the elbow of her other arm. She'd never looked more the part of a child. "I'll get better."
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 2:57 am
"I hope you do." Otto murmured back. "N' I'm still sorry." He stood up, only to back up and sit on his bed, letting his blanket fall off his shoulders. "I really do want you to be happy."
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 3:00 am
"I know." She mumbled, moving to slowly slide down to sit on the ground in the same moment he'd risen to get back on the bed. Her arms wrapped around her legs, and her face rested on her knees. "I want you to be happy, too." She stared at the skin in front of her, red and a little scrappy. Her perfect knees had seen some wear. "And I want Cami to be happy. Are we doing the right thing?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 3:04 am
"I hope so. I mean.. I'm starting to feel and think a little more clearly now. I been relying on you and Cami like some kinda... I dunno." He huffed, uncertain how to explain his own feelings or state of mind. "I was relying on our relationship to define me, and I lost myself. And I think I took away the space I needed to just be me." "I felt trapped... and that shouldn't be how a relationship feels. Ever." Maybe that had been why he cheated. Why he strayed. Maybe he'd pushed down his desires so deeply that at the first sign of any affections other than his girls. he'd jumped on it. Maybe he only went out with them simply because they'd shown some kind of interest. Maybe that's all he ever did. He felt he needed to separate Love, desire, infatuation from his decisions and commitments.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 3:08 am
"I mean her, Otto." She knew he'd been doing better. She'd seen it, and it had confirmed her own theories concerning her life, and what she had to do. But Cami was not the same as they were. She needed them in a different way. She needed to be needed, and both of them had suddenly decided it was important to be independent all at once, leaving her alone. "I'm worried about her. I'm worried that this isn't going to work, for Cami, the way it's working for us." Even if it did still hurt to smell him on that pillow.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 3:12 am
Cami... "But what can we do?" He asked, "We can't just go back to her. That'd be bad for us, and her." There had to be another way. Some way to heal Cami's wounds. Without sacrificing their own well being and self improvement. His heart fell, because he truly did care what happened to Cami. "What'll we do?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 3:19 am
"I have no idea." And she wanted to. She wanted to have even the slightest idea, so ******** bad. She wanted to know what was the right move for all of them, not just one or some. All of them. And so far, she'd come up empty. For now, sitting in Otto's room in the middle of the night was the opposite of helpful. So she pushed herself back up, her skin turning darker shades of pink than her t-shirt, and started to head for the door. "But we've got to figure something." She spoke, even as she walked. "Because she deserves us to."
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 3:22 am
Otto quietly nodded, watching Maebe's back as she walked away. He wanted her back in his arms again. Wanted to hold her, fall asleep next to her. Wanted to have petty fights with her, tease her and play with her. No wonder they told each other to stay away. This was painful when he let himself linger on it too long. He missed her scent too. "Hopefully.. we will."
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