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Posted: Sun Jul 14, 2013 7:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 14, 2013 10:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 14, 2013 10:29 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 10:17 am
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Lenore would've applauded Eliza's efforts for making her little excuse so convincing. Of course, Lenore couldn't because doing that would've been weird and would've thrown Eliza under the bus. Lenore didn't simply accept to keep Eliza and Ethan's secret just for the sake of friendship; Lenore merely accepted because it seemed like something entertaining. And it did, because once Eliza stumbled upstairs, it grew quiet. She wonder what they were doing, knowing very well what could happen with a guy and a girl in one room during the night. Ethan probably wasn't like that, but a guy was a guy and they all had some needs. Even the nice ones like Ethan. Ren glanced at her, a little confused. Lenore could only shrug. Girl problems were girl problems.
Ren didn't know what to do about Eliza. He didn't particularly hate her nor like her in any way; he was just there in his house. He bent over his plate, his body slack. Well, whatever. If Eliza didn't want much to do with him, then Ren didn't mind as long as she abided the rules. He glanced to Lenore, who seemed lost in thought about something. He watched her, a sum of feelings rolling out. Ren couldn't deny his love for the girl despite her constant plea for freedom. She never liked the label, and never liked the idea of commitment. It hurt him a little, because Ren was an only child. He was alone for most of his life besides his friends and his ex girlfriends. And he hated being in between. Was he important or no? Ren brought it up a lot, which was why the two got into fights. But Ren was tired now, and he put his dish in the sink lazily. He wandered into his room, ignoring Eliza's room as he passed and fell onto his bed.
Lenore sat on the edge of his bed. He cleared his throat, rolling onto his back as he stared at the ceiling. "What do you want to do tonight?" He looked at her, who opened her guitar case and pulled out her glossy guitar. It was a pretty thing to watch her play. She strummed randomly at first, it having been already tuned. She surprisingly didn't play it all day today. Lenore then started to play a song by her favorite band. Ren knew that, because she played it all the time. He sighed, listening to it. "What would you like to do tonight?" He repeated, as she continued to play.
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 10:43 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 8:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 8:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 8:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 9:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 9:35 pm
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