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Post by Zippy on Dec 9, 2011 14:21:25 GMT -5
"Great!" zippy replied, squeezing his hand. "Did you get a chance to work stuff out with your parents?"
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Post by David on Dec 9, 2011 14:24:43 GMT -5
That made him sigh. "Well, we talked, yeah..."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 9, 2011 14:25:56 GMT -5
"Not good?" Zippy asked, frowning.
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Post by David on Dec 9, 2011 14:35:32 GMT -5
He sighed heavily. "They just...don't understand."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 9, 2011 15:54:56 GMT -5
"Don't understand what, exactly?" Zippy sighed loudly. Were they really at this again? "did you tell them what you told me? About not wanting to graduate early because you are enjoying your time here?" She thought that was a good excuse, way better than that he doesnt want to leave his new girlfriend.
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Post by David on Dec 9, 2011 17:22:08 GMT -5
He nodded. "I told them all that. Told them how, even if I graduate early, I wanna stay in New York." He glanced at her as they walked. "They think I'm doing it for you."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 10, 2011 13:11:15 GMT -5
Zippy sighed. Well she didnt really want to be a part of Davey's family anyway. Too much pressure. Now she can just be with david and have nothing to worry about. "I'm sorry, david," she said finally, looking at him. "They'll come around."
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Post by David on Dec 10, 2011 13:24:29 GMT -5
He squeezed her hand, nodding, looking a little skeptical. "I hope so. I told them you weren't going anywhere." He opened the restaurant door for her as they arrived.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 11, 2011 17:51:20 GMT -5
Well Zippy hoped that was true. They walked into the pizza parlor, and took a seat at a nearby both. "You should take the time though to figure out what you truly wanna do. So when they ask, you'll have something to tell them. Goals and stuff."
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Post by David on Dec 11, 2011 17:53:34 GMT -5
He sighed, sliding in beside her. "But I'm still not sure yet. I can't just pick something because. I wanna do something I like."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 11, 2011 17:56:26 GMT -5
"Then find something you like. Visit doctors, attorneys, bankers...interview them. Ask them questions. Dave, your parents are going to think I screwed up your whole life. You have to show them that this isn't the case," Zippy placed her hand on his thigh.
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Post by David on Dec 11, 2011 17:58:02 GMT -5
He nodded, brows knitted as he looked down at the tabletop. "They're not gonna blame you, Zip. I don't want anything to do with them if they are."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 11, 2011 18:06:59 GMT -5
"I don't like when you talk like that. It makes me uncomfortable," Zippy confessed, with a long sigh. If she still had a family, she wouldn't trade them for anything in the world.
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Post by David on Dec 11, 2011 18:08:45 GMT -5
He shook his head. "What am I supposed to do? If they can't support me and my decisions, then what's the point?"
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Post by Zippy on Dec 11, 2011 18:18:41 GMT -5
"The point is that there's always another way, David. Don't give up." Zippy reached for the menu.
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