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Date Posted: Wed, Nov 02 2005, 9:39pm PST
Author: Bianca
Subject: She had been here almost the whole time until her doctors had come in and thrown an absolute fit because she was off her eating schedule and that was detrimental to her healing process plus she had missed a support group meeting. She had been almost dragged out of there, literally, and after eating enough to gain their leave, she had rushed back in here only to find him getting dressed. Her brow furrowed, her eyes flying up to his. She was relieved, of course, that he was ok but part of her attitude that had been lost when she was so sick was coming back and she was appalled at the fact that he thought he could just get up and leave. "What the fuck do you think you are doing?" She questioned, amazement in her voice.
In reply to: Gavin 's message, "

I drag you down, I use you up
Mr. Self Destruct
I am the needle in your vein, and I control you
I am the high you can't sustain, and I control you
" on Wed, Nov 02 2005, 9:33pm PST


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  • "Bianca, hey baby." He murmured when she came in, standing slowly to button up his jeans, and then carefully pulled the IV from his arm, and the heart monitor off his finger, and extracted himself from the rest of the cords and cables and tubes that he was connected to. At her question, he just tugged off the robe and reached slowly for his tee, looking up only at the tone to her voice, one brow raising. "I'm leaving. Can you pass me that?" He pointed to a grey hoodie of his draped over a nearby chair - he wasn't feeling so hot being up and about, but he knew that the longer that he stayed in here, the worse he was going to feel. He needed to get out now while he could, and he would just walk slowly, and take a cab, and he would be fine. (NT) -- Gavin, Wed, Nov 02 2005, 9:57pm PST
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