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Post by Street on Sept 19, 2009 14:04:07 GMT -5
Hunter stopped and tilted his head to the side,"what do ya mean someone likes meh who's worthier than you?"he asked her. He thought for awhile and shoved his hands in his pockets as he looked at her,"if yer talkin' bout Poet, yer mistaken, she loves Irish....and well Jack..." he murmured wondering if that was too much information to give her. He looked down at his feet,"and who could be worthier than you? I don't see anyone worthier for meh than you..."he said then he went quite wondering if that was said abit too soon.
Street blinked, she looked around him but... the person who'd been staring at Hunter for a long time had run off. Street shook her head. "I ain't talkin' about Poet, I know the deal with her and the guys." Street said quietly. "There are a lot of people worthier then me, Hunter. Maybe ya need ta open your eyes ta new horizons..." Street asked, tilting her head. "Let's say ya liked someone but ya couldn't... What if they were untouchable, forbidden, but ya really liked 'em. Would ya go for it?" She asked him softly, her eyes becoming very sad.
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Post by Poet on Sept 25, 2009 19:06:54 GMT -5
DEAD
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