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 Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 8:46 am
Rafael nods. He does manage to get them working a bit, but it's off and on, and doesn't involve getting as much food in him as he'd like, so eventually he does pass them back to Aiden.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 8:47 am
Aiden grins and stis close. "Here." he says, proceeding to feed his boyfriend.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 8:50 pm
As mentioned previously, Uriel had treated back to Orient's bed, and he was attempting to read but he can't seem to concentrate long enough to get past the paragraph he was on.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 8:53 pm
Orient spends most of the day being sore about the whole thing. Eventually though, he heads back to his room, still a little afraid of what's going to happen there.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 8:56 pm
Uriel looks up over his the top of his book when the door opens, but he immediately goes back to reading, although now he can't seem to get past the first sentence of the paragraph, let alone the paragraph.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 9:02 pm
Orient turns his back to Uriel and strips off his work clothes. He doesn't say anything, because he still doesn't think he's done anything wrong, and that Uriel is being ridiculous.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 9:03 pm
Uriel agrees with him there, he's mostly upset at himself, for being so attached... and so surprised that Orient would sleep with someone else.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 9:14 pm
Orient slips into his bed, feeling incredibly uncomfortable in his own room, and tries to stay as far away from Uriel as possible.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 9:15 pm
Finally, Uriel admits that he's being driven to distraction, and goes to put the book away. He looks at how uncomfortable Orient is, and sighs a bit, "I guess... I'll just be in my room."
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 9:17 pm
"Ye don' have to, but I c'n tell ye don' wan' t'be 'round me.:"
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 9:18 pm
"You don't want me around either." Uriel replies, since it's not like he didn't notice Orient sitting on the complete opposite side of the bed.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 9:28 pm
"Yer mad a' me." Orient replies.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 9:28 pm
"I'm not." Uriel replies, rather pathetically, "I'm mad at me."
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 9:29 pm
"'Ow c'n ye be mad at yerself?" Orient asks. "I'm th'one tha' didn' come back las' night."
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 9:31 pm
Uriel sighs, "I'm the one who's lettting it bug me. I'm the one who should know better than to get as close as I've gotten."
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