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Post by AubreeAna Patterson on May 18, 2006 16:05:03 GMT -5
She nodded and started to draw away from him. Moving to her feet she glanced around a moment, and laughed lightly. It was one of those laughs that she did not think something was funny, but that it was ironic and stupid all at the same time. Shaking her head she turned away from the bench, moving a couple steps away. Her arms were folded across her chest as she hugged herself. Her brows furrowed, she was deep in thought.
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Post by Professor Charlie Eppes on May 18, 2006 16:08:07 GMT -5
Charlie walked beside her. He put a hand arond her waist and looked at her, he wanted to make her feel better, but didn't know how.
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Post by AubreeAna Patterson on May 18, 2006 16:19:46 GMT -5
Bree's mind stumbled over several different things. She was desperately trying to sort them all out, and her head was starting to hurt. Raking a hand through her hair she mumbled something that he had not quite heard, then she stopped walking. " I need to go back to my dorm...there is something I have to do..." fingers crimped at the bridge of her nose, her eyes squeezing closed. Before Charlie could really say or do anything, she had turned away and started walking in the direction of the university. Part of her wanted to be alone, to try and work it all out in her head. But the other part of her screamed for company. She thought perhaps that was her misery talking that wanted the company. But Bree figured she would just depress whomever she was with, so why not depress herself alone. Once again her hand raked through her hair and hand stayed there, holding her hair back some. She just kept on walking, and turned a corner disappearing out of sight.
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Post by Professor Charlie Eppes on May 18, 2006 20:50:46 GMT -5
Charlie chased after Bree afraid something would happen to her.
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