Finishing off my mug of blood as Cordy closes her eyes, I walk over to the sink and rinse out my mug. I notice Wes's mug is in there already. He finished that quick, I guess. He still needs some food, though. Glancing around for the usually box of pastries, I take a quick 360 of the office
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He just stares at me for the longest time as I stand there and wait for him to reply. He looks confused, and lost, and a little amazed that I don't get it. Hello, not exactly been telling me anything, more like just throwing sarcasm at me. I wait patiently for him to explain, since I'd really like to know what I did.
I screw up my face at him. He knows his limits? "No, you don't. You're as stubborn as the rest of us, always trying to push until we can't." I'm not your keeper, but I still want to look out for you. "But that's why we make a good team." I go back and sit on the bed. This is all so incredibly stupid
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I screw up my face at him. He knows his limits? "No, you don't. You're as stubborn as the rest of us, always trying to push until we can't." I'm not your keeper, but I still want to look out for you. "But that's why we make a good team." I go back and sit on the bed. This is all so incredibly stupid ( ... )
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