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Jul 10, 2007 21:49
At what point do you beings become...fond of one another?
It's not nice to find your bed empty when you're used to waking up to someone. She smelled like metal and old leather - like a sword. I do miss that smell.
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rose_sanguine
July 11 2007, 03:54:12 UTC
What's this now?
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onewingedlegacy
July 11 2007, 04:03:53 UTC
Nothing.
Enjoy your new place.
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rose_sanguine
July 11 2007, 04:07:50 UTC
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....Okay. I guess. I was going to...
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Enjoy your new place.
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