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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 13:16:29 GMT -5
"but you cant! I have to be able to pay you back somehow..."
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 28, 2005 13:20:05 GMT -5
"Just letting me help you out would be payment enough."
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 13:21:39 GMT -5
"But... that doesnt make sense! Please... let me pay you... somehow..."
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 28, 2005 13:25:36 GMT -5
"... there is no need."
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 13:26:37 GMT -5
"But... i dont feel right..."
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 28, 2005 13:27:42 GMT -5
He sighed.
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 13:29:38 GMT -5
"...sorry... its just... my dad and i are pretty proud..."
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 28, 2005 13:32:58 GMT -5
"I see. Well then, forget it. I was stupid to ask such a thing."
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 13:34:02 GMT -5
"N-no... we need the help... please..."
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 28, 2005 13:35:20 GMT -5
"Alright." he nodded
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 13:36:57 GMT -5
Now she feels just horrible... she sank pretty low...
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 28, 2005 13:38:50 GMT -5
he sighed again.
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 13:40:21 GMT -5
She trips, not paying attention to where she's going.
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 28, 2005 13:41:13 GMT -5
He looks at her. "You okay !?"
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 13:43:27 GMT -5
She gets up. "Scraped my knee, thats all.."
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