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From: samtheman |
Date: October 22nd, 2010 01:24 am (UTC) |
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AB/Sam
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I fucked up. She hates me. "Poor Bobby," he hung his head, honestly feeling sorry that he had abandoned him. He would need to talk to him. "So... do you want to..." abandon me, go dance with someone that deserves a dance with you, have fun, any of the above? He let his arm drop. "I guess I'll just... go... try to find him."
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