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From: learntofly |
Date: December 13th, 2010 12:59 am (UTC) |
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Meka/Rowan
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Meka had no idea how long she had been outside, she had no idea how many cigarettes she had smoked. She was still sniffling and her eyes were still red. All in all... she was a mess, but at least she had stopped crying. Stepping out of the shadows after crushing her last cigarette against the building she sauntered back into the dance to grab a glass of punch and finally just go home. She saw that dreadful boy at the snack table again and turned away as quickly as she could and bolted for the door leading into the hallway.
She had crossed the dance floor without incident when she finally saw Rowan and sighed in relief. It was good to see her friend, she needed to talk to someone sensible for once. "Hey," she said, trying not to sound too pathetic.
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