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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 23:02:29 GMT -5
He sighed, continuing to lead her to the House. "But if you liked me so much, why would you just go and get drunk and make out with some other guy? A married guy, no less!"
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 23:08:05 GMT -5
"For the reasons I just said, David." Zippy said slowly, getting a bit frustrated. "It was the first time I kissed Tristan and thought of someone other than him. It was eye opening, and also terribly sad because I thought you were done with me!"
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 23:10:55 GMT -5
He sighed again, but didn't say anything the rest of the way to the House. He led her upstairs to the infirmary. "Come on. You oughta' lie down."
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 23:12:59 GMT -5
Zippy nodded, stumbling her way over to the bed, but sat down to fast. "Oh my gosh!" She brought her hand up to her mouth, gagging, and than ran to the bathroom to throw up.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 23:14:23 GMT -5
David winced, then followed her in, crouching beside her. He took hold of her hair, getting it away from her face and holding it back for her. "It's okay, Zip...just--just let it out..." He swallowed roughly, trying not to gag.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 23:15:38 GMT -5
Zippy wiped her face, then shrugged him off. "Just...leave me alone. Go home, David."
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 23:16:28 GMT -5
He frowned, not moving. "I'm not going anywhere, not when you're like this."
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 23:20:52 GMT -5
"I don't need you to take care of me," She spat, angry, ashamed, and extremely embarrassed. "You're hovering. Thank you for walking me back, but I don't need you!"
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 23:23:58 GMT -5
He stood up at that, hands fisting at his sides, frowning deeply. "So, what? You just gonna blame me again when I walk out? You gonna show up drunk at my apartment crying and calling me an asshole again?"
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 23:34:48 GMT -5
She looked up at him. "I'm pathetic, David. Look at me. Now do you realize you deserve better?" She made a face, tied her hair back, and threw up again in the toilet.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 23:37:32 GMT -5
He sighed. "No, you deserve better, Zip. Better than what you let yourself have." He turned and left the bathroom, but didn't leave. He just sat on the edge of a bed, frowning down at the floor.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 23:42:15 GMT -5
Five minutes later, Zippy stood up and went to the sink. She rinsed out her mouth and washed her face, and glanced at herself in the mirror. She looked like death, and the bump on her head was enormous. She stumbled back down the hallway, passing the infirmary on the way to her bunk.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 23:43:56 GMT -5
David was still sitting there, elbows resting on his knees and head in his hands. He was muttering to himself. Most of it sounded like he was repeating the word 'stupid' over and over again.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 23:49:43 GMT -5
Zippy finally found her bunk, thanking the lord that it was the bottom, and let her head hit her pillow. She didn't let herself think about the events of the night- she was too tired and too drunk. She cried a little before passing out.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 23:52:16 GMT -5
When he realized Zippy wasn't coming back to the infirmary -- and therefore, not coming back to him -- he talked himself into finally getting up, making the walk back home in the early morning hours.
He officially sucked at dating.
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