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"Well.. I'm rooting for you." *** "What I want? What do you mean?" he asked curiously, sitting up. *** She shrugged before lifting her shirt...
He watched her with a small smile. "I wish I could help.." *** He looked over at her. "I miss you too. But it hurts to think of that." ***...
"Were gonna have to clean out the chimney. There's rags over there." *** He was quiet, the noise painful to him. He pulled his arms tighter...
"Yeah," he teased. "A bit." *** He didn't reply, turning away from her onto his side. *** She kissed his cheek. "I know." *** "Like what?"
"That sounds like a threat." *** He sat up again. "I can leave if you want." *** She squinted at him. "I probably have more stamina than...
"You take such good care of me," he said warmly. *** He decided not to say anything, lying back down with a frown. *** She tilted her head for...
"Wonderful! This is great." *** He opened his eyes, looking over with a frown. Slowly he sat up, feel nervous. *** "Sometimes," she admitted....
He rolled his eyes with a grin and carefully switched to the wheelchair. *** He sighed, closing his eyes. He was still rather sad. *** She...
"But not quick enough to stop the error before it started," he teased. "Silly." *** Dion was on the roof, watching the stars with a frown. ***...
He laughed brightly. "Wow. I didn't even have to say anything." *** He sighed, watching the door before heading out. *** She sat up, her hand...
He gave her a grin. "It's kind of a dirty job.." *** He turned to the door, raising his arms in defeat. "I was trying!" *** She chuckled,...
He shifted, his legs swinging over the edge of the bed so he touched the floor. "I need to figure out a way to clean up the first floor and...
He grinned. "Wow, that'll be great. Thank you." *** He looked confused. "Excuse?" *** She wrapped her arms around him. "I love you." ***...
He nodded, waiting for her. *** He continued to follow her. "I don't prefer to be alone. It's just better for sake of others that way. I just...
He tilted his head, sitting up carefully. "You did?" *** He followed uncertainly. "I'm sorry, Aisling.. I didn't know going to the base would...
"Same as usual.. Which is nothing." *** He hesitated before approaching. "Can I help?" *** She nodded slightly. "We can all read and write."...
He looked up brightening. "Hey, Luce. What's that?" *** Dion had waited for her, feeling rather upset. *** She was leaning against him, her...
Jaz had moved back to his room eventually, still requiring rest. Dion had looked for Aisling, asking around where she had gone. Blaise was...
(Zoop?)
She looked up at him adoringly before crawling onto his bed and slipping under the covers.
