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Post by David on Jan 18, 2012 3:08:01 GMT -5
It had been a week since David brought Zippy home. And she still wasn't really remembering much at all. He was frustrated and sad, worried that she might never recover.
He went over after school, a bouquet of violets in his hand. It occurred to him he'd brought her violets the day they'd gone to the museum.
He let himself in. "Erin?"
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Post by Zippy on Jan 18, 2012 3:12:55 GMT -5
"In here!" Zippy was on the floor of her bedroom, staring up at the ceiling. It was devastating her how lost she was. The more her friends and family told her stories, the more confused she was.
She looked up at David when he walked into her room. His devotion to her was actually the saddest of all.
But she was really starting to like him. Maybe she should just start over with him. Go out on dates again. She knew she could reach the point she was at when she drew that drawing, she just didn't remember how.
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Post by David on Jan 18, 2012 11:33:25 GMT -5
He walked in, blinking when he saw her on the floor. "Erin? You okay?" He clutched the flowers in his hand.
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Post by Zippy on Jan 18, 2012 11:41:55 GMT -5
"Yeah, just frustrated." she peeked at him. "Are those for me?" she stood up, taking them, smelling them, and then putting one in her hair.
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Post by David on Jan 18, 2012 11:44:55 GMT -5
His mind immediately went back to when she did the exact same thing the very first time he brought her flowers. "Yeah. I thought you'd like them. How are you feeling?"
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Post by Zippy on Jan 18, 2012 12:39:28 GMT -5
"Lost. Really lost." she sighed, looking at him. "I understand if you want to leave me. I wouldnt want to deal with this either." she placed the flowers in a vase in her bedroom.
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Post by David on Jan 18, 2012 13:02:32 GMT -5
He sighed, moving to sit on the edge of her bed. "Erin, I'm not leaving you. None of this is your fault. We just...have to be patient."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 18, 2012 13:32:11 GMT -5
She nodded, sitting down next to him. "Well. Maybe....can we start over? Go out on a date or something?"
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Post by David on Jan 18, 2012 13:34:52 GMT -5
He looked over at her, taking her hand and giving it a squeeze. "Of course. If you want to." He'd do anything she asked him to do.
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Post by Zippy on Jan 18, 2012 13:40:52 GMT -5
"We can make new memories, right?" she offered with an unsure smile.
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Post by David on Jan 18, 2012 13:42:40 GMT -5
He lifted his hand to brush a bit of her hair behind her ear. "New memories."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 18, 2012 14:09:26 GMT -5
He made her heart flutter. She blushed, glancing down at her lap. There was definitely a reason why she fell in love with him in the first place.
"I'll change, and then we can go for dinner or something. "
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Post by David on Jan 18, 2012 14:12:10 GMT -5
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Post by Zippy on Jan 18, 2012 14:43:14 GMT -5
((OMG I LOVE IT!! THANK YOU!!!! FJDSKAJAIEJFIAOJFIOAJFAWEJOI; thats amazing!!!!! ))
She nodded, smiling a little and shutting the door. She opened up her closet, changing into a nicer blue dress with a grey sweater.
Zippy was about to head back out when she decided to put a ribbon in her hair, and she opened up her sock drawer, remembering she had seen one in there. As she dug through her drawer, she not only found a ribbon, put a piece of scratch paper misplaced in there. Zippy looked at it, confused as to why there would be garbage in her dresser.
But it wasn't garbage. It was a stick figure drawing. She stared at it for awhile, somehow remembering it wasn't trash....
"Dave." She opened up the door, the drawing in her hand. "You made this. Right?" She showed him the drawing.
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Post by David on Jan 18, 2012 14:47:42 GMT -5
((You're welcome!!!!! It didn't take me nearly as long as I thought it would, either! <3))
David walked over to get a better look, then nodded. "Yeah. At the zoo. You were sketching the animals. The giraffs I think. You told me to draw something. So I drew us holding hands." He blushed a little. "It's not very good."
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