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Post by Amaranth on Jan 15, 2007 18:14:27 GMT -5
"I'm... very... very confused..."
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Post by Avi on Jan 15, 2007 18:21:31 GMT -5
This was not a good day for Sasha to be allowed to say anything.
Irritably, she said, "I like you. DOES THAT EXPLAIN ANYTHING TO YOU?!"
((Sorry....she's just not as nice as Zeth...^^'))
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Post by Amaranth on Jan 15, 2007 18:23:26 GMT -5
"Um..?"
Demitri did not get it. It did not explain anything to him. He was confused. Again. Actually, he had already been confused. But now he was more confused.
"Erm... I like you, too..? But why would that make you upset..? Am I really really horrible as a friend, or something..?"
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Post by Avi on Jan 15, 2007 18:26:59 GMT -5
This was hopeless!
"Look, I like you. More than as just a friend. Okay? No, I don't particularly love you beyond that -if you understand a word I'm saying, which I half don't- but HOPEFULLY you get what I'm tlaking about now!"
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Post by Amaranth on Jan 15, 2007 18:28:56 GMT -5
Actually getting it, Demitri did the predictable thing and turned bright red. Violently bright red. Terribly bright red. Frighteningly bright red. Then he turned white. It was actually rather funny. First bright red, and then white, and now he was at some odd shade of blue-grey that you usually only see on corpses. It was very... awkward.
At least he hadn't fainted.
"O-oh..." he said after a moment of horrified staring. What the heck was he supposed to do now?!
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Post by Avi on Jan 15, 2007 18:33:27 GMT -5
"Yes. Exaclty," she said bitterly, now staring unhappily at the floor.
This didn't seem like it was going right...
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Post by Amaranth on Jan 15, 2007 18:36:30 GMT -5
"Erm... What am I supposed to say now..?" he asked uncertainly, shifting from one foot to the other. He hadn't had to deal with this! Ever! In his life! For one, he'd never stayed in one place for long, and when he had, mostly people wanted to kill him.
"Ack... I'm... really... really..." Should he apologize?!.,..
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Post by Avi on Jan 16, 2007 11:42:02 GMT -5
"I don't know! I didn't even know what I was supposed to say to you, so how would I know how you're supposed to respond?!"
It was definitely one of those I-wish-I-could-sink-into-the-floor-and-vanish instances. Sighing, she held her hand in her hands, elbows propped up on her knees as she continued to sit on the floor.
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Post by Amaranth on Jan 16, 2007 19:29:05 GMT -5
Demitri sat on the floor and looked at her.
She was... a friend. Yes, a good friend. But he was pretty sure that he didn't feel that way about her. So what was he supposed to say to that? He was just glad that it wasn't really anything serious. Just a... what was it called..? A crush. Just a crush. Not that big a deal. Right? Right?
She was, what? How old was she? She didn't look much older than sixteen, or maybe eighteen, and at oldest twenty. Maybe. He hadn't asked. It just never came up.
He stared at her for a moment, then reached over as if to pat her on the shoulder, but then pulled his hand back, unsure of what to do.
"...I'm sorry..." he said quietly.
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Post by Avi on Jan 16, 2007 20:06:28 GMT -5
(( -winces- I feel so sorry for both of them...
-brightens- Hey! At least there isn't a second Avi on this site! Because if there was, she'd be ranting at both of them!))
Damn.
"Yeah. I know," she said heavily, now standing.
She'd leave before she could do anything more idiotic, and make an even bigger fool of herself.
Sasha began to walk off quickly, not really sure of what to do.
It'd all been a mistake, really...
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Post by Amaranth on Jan 16, 2007 20:09:17 GMT -5
((XP... At least...))
"Wait..." Demitri called after her, quickly standing up and following. "Wait... Sash..." He'd dropped the 'a' at the end before, for convenience. He hadn't used the nickname recently, but he basically forgot to use her full name.
In any case, he hurried after her.
"Sash..." he repeated, somewhat desperately, "We can still be friends, right?"
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Post by Avi on Jan 16, 2007 20:19:51 GMT -5
((^^' BUT THE ROMANCES!! THEY BUG ME!))
She couldn't.
She really, really couldn't.
Sasha knew that nothing good could come of it.
"Yes. Of course."
What was she supposed to say?
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Post by Amaranth on Jan 16, 2007 20:22:44 GMT -5
"Oh, good," he said, looking relieved. "I'd hate to lose you as a friend..."
But Jilath!
Would she always want to be more than his friend?
Did she even really want that now?
Everything had been so simple. She was a fun person to be around, and a good friend, end of story. And then this had been sprung on him. Now it was all so... complicated. But maybe she was just confused. He knew she'd been fighting with her other friends, so maybe the imbalance of emotions had... But, no. There hadn't been uncertainty in her expression, just unhappy sincerity.
Jilath.
This. Was not. Good.
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Post by Avi on Jan 17, 2007 17:40:43 GMT -5
((-sings- Thiiiiiiiis is so amuuuuuuuusing!))
"Yep."
She didn't slow down.
Maybe he'd go away.
Or maybe this was a bad dream. Well, she knew it wasn't, although it was pretty bad real one...if that made any sense.
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Post by Amaranth on Jan 17, 2007 17:47:24 GMT -5
((Indeed it is. THIS is why we do the things that annoy you! Because it's fun!))
Demitri stared at her back, stopping his own stride uncertainly.
He was clueless.
He had no idea what to do in this sort of situation! He'd hardly ever had a female friend, much less anything like this. In fact, he'd hardly ever had any friends. He moved around too much.
What the hell was he supposed to do now?! She obviously wanted him to leave her alone, but it was an awkward note to just leave on...
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkk.
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