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 Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 2:25 pm
"Ahahaha... I... I guess I am a bit," Jerry smiled bashfully down at his knees.
You have no idea, Roar chuckled himself.
"Sasha...?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 2:31 pm
Sasha shifted a bit on the bed, angling herself to face him a bit more.
"Yes, Jerry?"
She watched him curiously, his smile bringing a similar one to her lips.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 2:33 pm
"If..." His mind raced, trying to articulate what he wanted to say.
There was a lot he wanted to say.
Instead, he settled for, "If... if you ever need a Sun, don't... don't hesitate to call me, okay? Roar and I will just... just blow up anything in our way, okay?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:04 pm
Sasha leaned in and delivered a soft kiss to the ridges of scars that twisted across Jerry's cheek, lightly gripping his shoulder to balance herself. She didn't linger long, rocking back to settle into place again. He just made her feel so... comfortable.
"Thanks, Jerry. And.. you know. I'm always here for you. You.. you know that, right?" Her voice was a mere whisper, her eyes wide as she waited for his response.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:07 pm
Jerry's breath caught in his throat, shifting on the bed as her lips gently caressed the twisted flesh on his cheek. "I... Sasha I... ah..." Oh god, oh god, oh god, there was that feeling again danger danger danger oh god he was glad his guitar was strategically on his lap.
"Th-thank you," He managed, not able to look her in the eye. Oh god, he wanted to bolt, but if he stood oh god...
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:15 pm
"You're welcome."
Sasha fell silent, blinking a few times. Well.. what.. what now?
When in doubt, smile.
"Are you okay?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:16 pm
"F-f-f-fantastic!" His voice cracked.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:18 pm
Sasha was growing a little concerned. She reached forward, placing the backside of her hand against Jerry's forehead. He didn't feel like he had a fever. Sasha pulled away, watching him dubiously.
"Are.. are you sure? Can I ah.. get you anything?"
Maybe he was thirsty or something.. singing always made Sasha thirsty.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:19 pm
He swallowed, taking several deep breaths, "Um... umm... yeah, actually, m-maybe some... some ice tea or..." A shot of bourbon, "something? W-would be nice? I'll... I'llwaithereforyou?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:29 pm
Sasha gave him a worried glance as she rose to her feet.
"Of course. You can.. you can lay down if you like." Maybe he was just feeling dizzy or something. "I'll be right back."
Sasha hurried from the room and made a mad dash for the cafeteria.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:38 pm
Oh god, oh god oh god okay just calm down. It would take her exactly five minutes to walk to the cafeteria, five to come back, unless she ran, but she couldn't run with drinks, so call it seven minutes with three minutes to actually get the drinks, so ten minutes he had ten minutes to deal with this.
Oh god this was wrong this was wrong Sasha was just a friend, just a friend, just be calm and... and deal with it. He was just emotional. And... and still hurt from the whole break up, but that was months ago. He swallowed, gently setting the guitar onto the bed.
First thing first.
He locked the door.
Alright. Alright. Just... just deal with the matter at hand. Just... just get it out of his system and he'd be fine. Why hadn't this just happened with Jordan, life would have been so much simpler oh god...
Just in case she brought her key with her, he backed into the closet.
Oh god, it all smelled like her.
Just... tend to matters. Quickly. He had seven minutes. No. Five. He had to factor in clean up.
Oh god.
Think of kittens.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:51 pm
Sasha made it to the cafeteria in three minutes - she'd ran all the way there. It took her two minutes to get the drinks. With beverages in hand, she hustled back to the dorms.
She hoped he wasn't going to yuck. With that thought in mind, Sasha picked up the pace.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:56 pm
Like a pro, Jerry had taken care of business, and indeed was feeling better. Thank god, she kept a box of tissues. Now it was just a matter of hiding the evidence. He gathered up the plastic bag, tying it off before limping forward to unlock the door. Just a quick run to the garbage chute and he was scott free...
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 4:01 pm
Juggling the beverages in one arm, Sasha turned the knob on the door, surprised when it was actually locked. Her brows knit; she hadn't locked it, had she?
"Jerry? Jerry, are you okay?"
She rattled the door, concerned.
"Jerry?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 4:03 pm
"S-sorry! Sorry!" He glanced around one last time. Right. Everything as she had left it. Maybe a hair tidier. Ok. Awesome.
You are. A huge creep.
His face went red. He quickly unlocked the door and threw it open, "I... I wanted to surprise you! With um... taking out your garbage! Um!" He lifted the plastic bag to illustrate.
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