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[pchaaair]

uHH, hELLO AGAIN, eVERYONE,
i AM, oK NOW, i THINK,
aND, i HOPE EVERYONE ELSE IS OK TOO, nOW THAT THAT'S DONE,
uM,
yEAH, i GUESS, tHAT IS ALL i WANT TO SAY, rEALLY,
aLSO, iF THERE ARE ANY NEW PEOPLE, uHH, hI,

Comments

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

Fine, whatever! Have your stupid space. Because you have to be suuuuuuuuch a wriggler about all of this.

[pchaaair]

I don't think that, I am being a wriggler about this.

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

You're wrong about that, but like I said. Whatever.

[pchaaair]

Are you going to leave, or, is leaving a thing that, I have to do?

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[There's a few moments of silence where she seriously considers making him be the one to leave.]

Go ahead and waste your time on the computer. Unlike you, I've got important things to do.

[And she's turning to walk away.]

[pchaaair]

[And he is going to let her walk away!

That wasn't.. so bad... for once.]

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

[She's so angry she's almost seething. This is stupid. She doesn't even know why she's agreeing to it.

It probably has something to do with that knot of guilt in her stomach. Ugh, whatever. WHATEVER.

She storms out of the library, slamming the door to it behind her.]