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[_daeron]

*cries*

How come I'm not on there? *sob* You let MAGLOR on there but not me!? All those years I played for you and stalked you and worshipped the ground you walked on.

WAAAAAAH! :'(

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[luthie_tinuviel]

Um. Sorry?

[_daeron]

*sniffle*

I'd never have left you, not like them. :(

[luthie_tinuviel]

It's just... we... um...

haven'tbeenspendingalotoftimetogetherlatelyyeah.

[_daeron]

Why don't you like me? I try so hard. :(

[luthie_tinuviel]

:(

:(

:'(

*it's the pregnancy hormones, okay?*

Oh, Daeron. *hugs* Maybe you try too hard.

[_daeron]

*clings!*

I can't help it.

[luthie_tinuviel]

*wonders how to get him off*

It's a little overwhelming. Tone it down? We could be ((CURSE THIS FUCKING BABY)) friends. >.

[_daeron]

*told you, crowbar.*

*snuggles*

*figures "friends" might be a nice stepping-stone.*

[luthie_tinuviel]

*is possibly going to be ill*

*deeeeeep calming breaths*

See, that's better. :) :) :)

[_daeron]

:)

*still hugs*

[luthie_tinuviel]

...

*does the only natural thing*

...

*fakes labour*

*really hopes the thought of blood makes him ill*

[_daeron]

*Labour, like ew*

*jumps up out of the way in case waters break over him*

[luthie_tinuviel]

*makes a quick excuse about finding her mother and runs home*

...

*might actually not be faking* :S