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Post by kiwi on Mar 12, 2006 18:27:13 GMT -5
It was great to be back in the room instead of at the bland room where people had actually died at. He sat down on the smooth leather couch and looked himself over, a look of disgust on his face. "Ugh...I feel so.....horrible." he commented with a sigh, "Blood makes you itch...when it's caked on you." He stood up again, "I think I need to take another shower and don't worry this time I'm making sure I take clothes in there." With that he walked over to the closet grabbing a shirt and another pair of jeans. He walked into the bathroom closing the door behind him.
Once again, fifteen minutes passed and the door to the bathroom opened. No more blood or anything to make him uncomfortable. "Okay, I'm good now. Amazing what some water and soap can do." he said with a laugh sitting back down on the couch and flipping on the TV. "So what do you want to watch? Or did you want to do something else?" he asked curiously. [/size]
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Post by Anya™ on Mar 12, 2006 18:36:44 GMT -5
Maia had sat down on the couch while he had taken his shower, completely worn out and tired for some reason. When he came back out and turned the television on, she put her feet up and hugged her legs to herself. "I didn't really have anything in mind. TV sounds good, though," she replied, looking at the screen. Her mind was completely blank. Maia was pretty confused as well, wondering why her plan had backfired on her. "No, leaving only makes things worse, so please don't leave..." She sighed and leaned her head back against the couch, closing her eyes. What exactly am I supposed to do...?
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