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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 7:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 8:38 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 5:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 6:48 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 7:05 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 7:16 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 7:22 pm
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Roanan blinked. His face turned, left, right, left again, right again. So much was happening. Even he was surprised at the offers. Hell, he had just met these two, yet one was offering to help and the other was offering him space. So much was going on that his playing ground to a halt. A tear ran down his face before he knew it. Though he would never admit to it and would just shrug it off with a smile at those who asked, he was actually quite stressed about his living arrangement. Not only did he have his things to deal with, but he didn't exactly have a lot of room to work with. "Thanks...I'll take all the help I can get..." He said quietly, wiping his cheek. He cleared his throat, trying to make sure that his voice didn't crack. "I'm in the apartment building on New Reddick Street. I'm in that studio on the 2nd floor..." He said, hoping that they would recognize the place that he was talking about.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 7:34 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 5:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 7:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 9:20 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 6:38 am
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Only say what you are positive about.
Ashriel looked up at Roanan when he spoke, her eyes gazing at him. "Y-y-yeah." She stammered in answer to his words, flushed. She turned to look at Ezra, wiping her tears away. Silently, her thoughts focused on counting by threes to one hundred. Her tears slowly stopped, but it was apparent that she was still upset. "I'll be f-f-fine." She stuttered out softly before looking at the males again. Was she telling them, or herself? She wasn't sure. A hiccup left her lips. Her eyes stared at Ezra, biting her lip as she held her pencil. He was covering her sketchpad - her distraction from the world. She didn't say anything more, just stared down at her drawing, which was only the outline of a dark cloud.
Otherwise, you open the door for regret.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 11:23 am
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