Multipup: It's the new frontier...

[heatourjail]

Clementine Receives her many gifts with zeal. One in particular gets a little shrug of her shoulders - hey, that proves that she spoke to the real Santa...and she had a right to be pouty in front of him. She'll be bringing up that never-brought-bike to him sometime. Oh well. At the moment she's wearing the pearls with the ring the Fledgling got

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[hey35nholding]

There's a difference between loving someone and caging them up. Clementine is caught in an impasse between extremes. God, does she want to be loved. She's slept with a hundred man but only felt this way for one - the one who's standing there accusing her of being an even bigger whore. She can't give herself away again to something she doesn't have control of.

She should have had the courage to give back the pearls, the ring, the booze. But Clementine is led to temptation. She's venial.

She'll let all of this love go. Just because he called her the same name that every man she's ever turned a trick for has used.

Somewhere between the 'bitch' and the implication that he'd even want to fuck someone else after her finally sets her off - the anger erases everything, burns it to the ground and salts the ashes.An entire pitcher of beer happens to be sitting by her elbow one minute - and pouring over Sam's head the next.

Her ears are ringing. She remembers the way he feels under her hands; the scent of Hawaii, and the look on his face when he told her he loved her.

Men are full of shit. She'll always believe it now.

"Fuck you, Charlie."

She's upstairs and gone before he can get the beer out of his eyes.

[hoochedseal]

Sam asks for a towel and starts to dry off. He's absolutely breaking right now. His eyes are red but he can blame that on the beer, as well as any wetness that is falling.

Simply put he can't believe she would do this. He apparently meant nothing to her.