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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:20 pm
shadow remained silent knowing what she thought. he sat up and got dressed by the snap of his fingers. he climbed out after that and walked into the kitchen making some bacon and eggs.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:26 pm
Friday sat on the balcony, watching the trees below.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:41 pm
he finished and quickly ate. 'hungry?' he thought to Friday.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:45 pm
' No ' Which was always gonna be her answer, even if she were hungry.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:56 pm
Friday groaned " I'm going to be mad at you if you continue to ask me 'Are you mad at me.' " She mocked him, she got up off the ground and walked to were he was " Why would I even be mad at you? You never give me a reason anymore, unless I'm allowed to get mad at you for loving me way too much. Which I might be able to do. " She crossed her arms and drank some water.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 8:23 pm
"and your thought earlier. Friday do you or do you not want your heart back?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 8:28 pm
" No, my heart belongs to you now. I don't want it back. " She sighed.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 8:33 pm
"okay so what shall you do with mine?" he tilted his head with a smirk.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 8:37 pm
She looked at his smirk but stayed silent. She walked away from him and sat down on the floor in front of the couch.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 8:44 pm
he sat down on a bar stool watching her with curiosity.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 8:47 pm
A blood red apple appeared in her hand, she took a bite and ate it while she leaned against the couch. The room was silent, only because they weren't exchanging words at the moment. She ate the apple happily, the only reason she would eat the apple was because fruit were the only human food she could eat out vomiting it back up afterwards.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 9:01 pm
he let her do as she wished.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 9:05 pm
She finished off the apple and looked at the balcony, her little demon snake came slithering up and over to her. She heard it thoughts and sighed allowing it to slither down her throat.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 10:11 pm
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