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Post by Amiel on Oct 8, 2010 22:42:27 GMT -5
Maks whined.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Oct 8, 2010 22:43:36 GMT -5
((Post in teh other thread))
Jesse cried for what seemed like hours.
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Post by Amiel on Oct 8, 2010 22:47:02 GMT -5
Maks didn't leave his side.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Oct 8, 2010 22:48:04 GMT -5
When Jesse had no more tears to shed he pulled himself together.
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Post by Amiel on Oct 8, 2010 22:48:24 GMT -5
Maks looked at him.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Oct 8, 2010 22:51:52 GMT -5
Jesse pulled himself together and grabbed the piece of the guitar with his name etched on it.
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Post by Amiel on Oct 8, 2010 22:53:33 GMT -5
Maks bit her lip, "I might be able to fix it..." she said.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Oct 8, 2010 22:54:26 GMT -5
Jesse looked at her, hopelessly.
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Post by Amiel on Oct 8, 2010 22:54:56 GMT -5
Maks looked at him.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Oct 8, 2010 22:55:45 GMT -5
Jesse sighed. "How?" he asked.
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Post by Amiel on Oct 8, 2010 22:57:51 GMT -5
Maks looked at the ground, "I'm really talented?" she muttered.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Oct 8, 2010 22:58:29 GMT -5
"Fine..." Jesse said.
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Post by Amiel on Oct 8, 2010 23:00:10 GMT -5
Maks waved her hand over the pieces and it started to fix itself.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Oct 8, 2010 23:00:37 GMT -5
Jesse watched.
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Post by Amiel on Oct 8, 2010 23:01:48 GMT -5
Maks bit her lip.
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