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[lefaux-tiare-blog]

And Alas, She Fell |

Perhaps the supermarket wasn’t the best place to indulge in child-like behaviour, but in Ceci’s mind she could have done a lot worse.

She had thought it was a good idea to trolley-surf down the drinks aisle, when she slipped off the end of the trolley onto the floor. ‘Zut...’ she muttered, as she just sat there contemplating the meaning of her existance in the middle of the aisle.

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[countfrancula-blog]

Matthew headed to the restaurant. He had seen his cousin slip by him with a sad look to him, and checked with the others to see if anything had happened. They had no clue what he was talking about, so he wanted to go check on Francis himself. Matthew headed to the kitchen of the restaurant "Francis? Are you okay?"

Francis was quite sure that no one in the world had ever messed up quite so terribly as he had. He hadn’t meant to turn Arthur down, really, he’d only been frightened by his own emotions and reacted poorly.

The thought that he hadn’t wanted to turn him down was terrifying as well.

Mentally exhausted by the day, Francis had closed the restaurant early, and was in the back washing dishes. He didn’t hear Matthew until he called out to him. Startled, he nearly dropped the plate he was holding. “Oh-- Matthew.” He forced a laugh. “You startled me.”

[xignisavemx-blog]

Lelia clambered onto the bus, eager to get home. Apparently everyone else was, too, because there was only one seat left. She approached the blond, clearing her throat. "May I sit by you?"

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[bellissima-incubo-blog]

She could hear the faint scream in the distance, her heart completely wrenching up. Everything in her body told her to get up and leap into the ocean and swim to protect her friend, but Arthur's words rang in her ears, keeping seated there on the dock, clutching her umbrella. She could only wait for now... She really hated waiting.

[bellissima-incubo-blog]

"Life happens. Coffee helps."

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She was staring off into the void, clutching a coffee in both hands, standing in a sort of kitchen area of the corporate building. It had been a very long night, as she had been assigned to run the after dark errands. She heard a soft voice pipe up, and her attention was drawn to him. Ah, that boy. He joined a few months after she did. What was his name? Marcus? Michael? She couldn’t remember she was too tired to even bother.

“Huh? Oh, yes. Coffee. What’s probably been keeping me alive the past year and a half,” It’s been a long year and a half. She downed the rest of her drink before starting to pour herself a new one. If the errands didn’t kill her the caffeine probably would. She was willing to take that risk.