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 Posted: Fri May 27, 2005 11:18 pm
Bronnie blinked.
She blinked again.
"Whoa. Um. Something... er... something happened?" She couldn't help feel a slight pang of awe through the confused muddle of emotions that rushed through her mind.
"... so is Angie your girlfriend?" she asked quietly.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2005 11:22 pm
"Well..I dunno.. I guess so. I mean we weren't..um..decent..." He did a rather nice job of ignoring the embarassed flush that crept over his cheeks.
...wait. What? "No! I mean...no! That's...no. She's just my friend. That'd be...really weird. We haven't even talked since then."
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2005 11:30 pm
Maybe this drinking thing had bigger problems involved than getting yelled at.
"Oh." Bronnie looked down at the floor, and realised that one of her slippers had wandered off. Probably got shoved under the bed. That annoyed her, and she latched onto this distraction firmly, hoping that it would simplify things. It didn't. "Maybe you should talk to Angie, though... I mean, if something did happen..."
She was trying to look at this logically... but that didn't seem to help much. It still was really confusing. For that matter, why was Cyrus even telling her this?
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2005 11:37 pm
"I got the feeling she didn't really want to talk..." He reached up to tug on one of his ears in nervous habit. It wasn't as though he didn't want to talk to her; it was just difficult when she made herself so scarce. Not to mention that he'd been grounded.. Maybe he should try to track her down though.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2005 11:43 pm
"Well, if she's avoiding you, and you're avoiding her, then... um." Bronnie paused. "I don't know how to finish that," she admitted.
She was vaguely imagining, and trying not to, Cyrus waking up naked with Angie. She had a distinct feeling you weren't supposed to imagine that sort of thing, especially with people right there. Weird, squirmy feelings.
"Are you okay, though?"
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2005 11:49 pm
"Yeah.. I dunno what to do either," he mumbled.
He blinked at her question and shrugged, plastering a mostly fake smile over his face. "Aside from..the thing with Angie, I'm okay." ..well, he would be once he found a place to stay, but there was no need to worry her about that as well. It'd be easier to just announce when he got his own place.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2005 11:57 pm
"Are you sure? You seem sort of... nervous." Bronnie leaned towards him, her expression worried. "And I guess all sorts of weird stuff happened, but... Cyrus, you're my friend." She'd more-or-less assumed that since she got home okay, so had everyone else, and the discovery that this wasn't actually true had shaken her faith in the world. "You would tell me if something was wrong, right?"
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 12:02 am
He blinked at her. "Of course I am. You're my best friend, Bronnie. Just..." He sighed and dragged a hand through his hair, pausing a moment to work out a snarl. "It's really not anything you need to worry about, Bron. I promise I'll be okay."
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 12:07 am
"You're sure?" she asked, not convinced. Bronnie sat back, though, her jewelry clinking. She tilted her head. "Not anything I need to worry about? What's that supposed to mean?" Now, now she was worried.
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 12:11 am
He nodded shortly, eyeing her a bit warily. She didn't seem to be buying it as well as he'd hoped she would.. Maybe this had been a bad idea after all. "I.. It's nothing. Just..not getting along with my mom, is all. You know how that is. She's still really mad at me." That'd be enough of an explanation for her, he hoped. It was, after all, the root of the current problem.
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 12:16 am
"Oh. I see. Yeah, I know what that's like." She grimaced. Bronnie drew her knees up to her chest and hugged them. "You didn't sneak out while you're grounded, did you? I hope not. I did that. I got in so much trouble."
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 12:20 am
His expression turned sheepish again, and he stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Something like that. But she was gonna keep me in there 'til I was thirty or something. And there was nothing to do."
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 12:30 am
Bronnie grimaced. "I think that's sort of the point of being punished. But it does suck." She decided, quickly, to avoid mentioning this aspect of Cy's visit to her mother; she felt like she was walking on eggshells with her lately, anyway.
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 12:35 am
"Yeah...well.. I think that stuff my aunt gave me for the hangover was punishment enough. It tasted awful," he grumbled, though he did manage a bit of a smile at the memory. He was quite sure he'd deserved that, at the least.
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2005 12:42 am
((*flees until tomorrow* I... I really think I ought to go to bed. Now. Before my head explodes from the omghotandtired. XD))
Bronnie giggled. "Well, I think we all deserved something, after that. But it was sort of fun while it was going on. I think, if I do any drinking again, I'll stop before I get that drunk. I really would like to know how I got home, y'know." She had the horrible mental image of attempting to fly home, in the dark, dead drunk. Flying was tricky enough sober, and she really hoped she hadn't actually done that.
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