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15 August 2005 23:09![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Jason sits in the middle of the bed, flipping though a book, not really reading just skimming. He can hear the others watching a movie, laughing at the predictable plotline. Ella's shrieks reach him occasionally, telling him that someone is playing with the girl. Dinner had gone over well, and no one had died yet, so apparently he'd done a good job.
Now he was sitting there, moping for some reason he couldn't figure out. Wanting to be alone, but not really.
Now he was sitting there, moping for some reason he couldn't figure out. Wanting to be alone, but not really.
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Date: 16 Aug 2005 13:12 (UTC)((*dies of happiness, and salt overdose*))
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Date: 16 Aug 2005 13:14 (UTC)He's trying very hard not to laugh.
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Date: 16 Aug 2005 13:44 (UTC)He pulls at Scud's arm, leaning over to give him a quick, friendly kiss, then curls up beside him.
"Thank you."
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Date: 16 Aug 2005 14:31 (UTC)((...which is what I need to do. *waves* Night.))