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Sep 17, 2008 10:34

He hadn't slept well. Hadn't slept well at all since he'd talk to Jack. He'd tossed. Turned. Stared at a book he couldn't process. He stayed in bed until the sun was already well into the sky. Finally, he got up and changed into his jogging gear. Sneakers, shorts, shirt tucked into the shorts. Nothing was on his chest but his dog tags. He ( Read more... )

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hates_nature September 17 2008, 23:20:05 UTC
Owen was lounging on the beach when he heard a scream. And so, naturally, he ran towards it. With his luck, someone found a dead body or had been nearly eaten by a shark or something. But, no. It was just Daniel, standing there against a boulder looking like the world was about to end.

"What's wrong?" Owen asked. He'd be annoyed if he'd run all this way for nothing.

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theunascended September 17 2008, 23:26:17 UTC
It took Daniel a minute to focus on Owen. He hadn't been expecting anyone ot be in the area and definitely not someone he knew. But there was Owen asking what was wrong. How could he explain that Jack had broken up with him. Again? It sounded stupid. He wasn't dating Jack. But he'd as good as kicked Daniel out of his life and what else could you call it?

"Bad day," he said, staring off at the ocean, rather than at Owen.

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hates_nature September 17 2008, 23:30:44 UTC
Oh god. Daniel had his dramatic pants on again and it looked like that was all he was wearing.

Fuck it. Owen didn't want to deal with this right then so he simply wouldn't.

"Fine. Whatever," he said dismissively before turning to walk away. He wasn't going to ask the same question twice.

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theunascended September 17 2008, 23:39:25 UTC
"Don't go." Daniel said the words softly, but there was a desperate edge to them, and he stood up, taking a few steps toward Owen. "Please don't go, Owen." He kept walking until he was right there and he reached a hand out to touch Owen's shoulder.

"I had a fight with Jack." He shrugged a little. He'd had a fight with Vala, too, but he knew that she'd talk to him again. He couldn't be at all positive about that with Jack. "I let him get to me."

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