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Post by Zippy on Jan 3, 2012 18:17:14 GMT -5
Zippy nodded, sitting up. "okay. Yeah let's go home."
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Post by David on Jan 3, 2012 18:24:50 GMT -5
He nodded, handing her a mug of tea. "Drink this first, then we'll go."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 3, 2012 18:27:17 GMT -5
Zippy drank her tea slowly.
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Post by David on Jan 3, 2012 18:31:52 GMT -5
David rubbed her back, then got her one of Sarah's dresses to change into. "Here. She said you could borrow one."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 3, 2012 18:38:52 GMT -5
Zippy would rather put on Dave's clothes for the 5 min walk back but put it on anyway.
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Post by David on Jan 3, 2012 18:42:52 GMT -5
He could tell by the look on her face she wasn't exactly thrill about this. He chuckled a little. "Don't worry, you can rip it off as soon as we get through your front door."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 3, 2012 18:47:25 GMT -5
Zippy chuckled and headed towards the door. "Can you tell your mother that I say thank you?"
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Post by David on Jan 3, 2012 18:49:04 GMT -5
He nodded, smiling, taking her hand. "I will. But I'm staying the night with you. If that's okay?"
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Post by Zippy on Jan 3, 2012 19:20:18 GMT -5
She hesitated. Sure, she wasn't better, but she really wanted David to get a good night's rest. "I don't think so, Dave. You need to get your rest tonight. Eli will be there for me."
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Post by David on Jan 3, 2012 19:22:58 GMT -5
He sighed, walking her down the block. "Why don't you ever want me around?"
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Post by Zippy on Jan 3, 2012 19:24:20 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes. "Stop that, Davey."
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Post by David on Jan 3, 2012 19:28:15 GMT -5
He sighed. "Stop what? Telling you the truth?"
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Post by Zippy on Jan 3, 2012 19:43:33 GMT -5
"Because I hate when you put words in my mouth. Its hurtful when you are always assuming I don't want you around. You'd be so upset if I accused you of that," Zippy explained.
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Post by David on Jan 3, 2012 19:45:43 GMT -5
He glanced over at her, frowning. "You accuse me of going and finding some other girl all the time..."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 3, 2012 19:47:56 GMT -5
"Yeah, and how does that make you feel?" She asked him, crossing her arms over her chest. It was chilly out. And she began to wonder if she actually kept that toast down....
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