Maureen

Sep 04, 2010 01:19

There was a man who was sitting in jail. Less than twenty four hours and he had found things didn't work here the same way as back in the world. There was no phone call, no miranda rights, no seventy two hour holding limit. He was, in essence, fucked ( Read more... )

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drama_maureen September 6 2010, 23:44:32 UTC
She hadn't known what she would say when she saw him. And when she was standing in front of him, she still didn't know what to say.

Finally she set her mouth into a straight line and trained on him an expression full of the utter contempt that she felt.

"I hope you got what you fucking wanted."

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therewasaman September 6 2010, 23:48:31 UTC
"I don't know yet...it depends on whether or not anyone had their eyes opened," Patrick replied. He reached through the bars for her.

"Come here, baby. Who's my girl?"

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drama_maureen September 6 2010, 23:59:02 UTC
"Fuck you."

Maureen didn't move an inch.

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therewasaman September 7 2010, 00:07:03 UTC
"Oh, come on Maureen! I had no choice. I couldn't let things go on the same old way," he wheedled.

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