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Post by amanika on May 16, 2011 15:24:26 GMT -8
Tugger nodded, "I guess that makes sense, jus' some things y'can't do much more than get used't. Can't be easy though."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 16, 2011 15:34:23 GMT -8
Misto swallowed as he glanced back at the stove, blinking when he realized he'd put the kettle on for tea--he hadn't even realized it. Blinking again he turned the stove off, taking his warmed coffee back to the table. "Yeah," he said. "It's not easy. It won't be for a while but there's honestly nothing I can do but survive it at this point."
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Post by amanika on May 16, 2011 15:44:22 GMT -8
Tugger nodded, "Mebbe there might turn out t'be some truth in that phrase, 'what don't kill us makes us stronger' and the like."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 16, 2011 15:48:10 GMT -8
Misto bit the inside of his lip to bite back the bitter things he wanted to say to that, just nodding. "I hope so..." he said, glancing down again. "I... would you like, lunch, or something?"
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Post by amanika on May 16, 2011 15:51:12 GMT -8
Tugger shook his head, "Don't put y'self out f'me. Though if y'need t'be eatin' before work or what have'y, I can go. I ought t'be studyin' anyhow."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 16, 2011 15:54:08 GMT -8
Glancing at the clock, Misto sighed softly. "Yeah, I should start getting ready for work and stuff. But... thanks for stopping by. It was good to see you."
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Post by amanika on May 16, 2011 16:02:47 GMT -8
Tugger nodded, rising, and feeling a little flat at the same time, though in all reality, things could have gone a lot worse.
"When things sort themselves out, after this week, I'll try t'be around more."
His ears were still flicking as he spoke, humilty not coming easily to a tom used to taking the defensive, though he was, in this moment at least, determined to try. He'd known Mistoffelees too long to not do so. And even now it felt somewhat like they wern't that far from square one.
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 16, 2011 18:01:18 GMT -8
"Alright," Misto said softly. "I'd like that. Good luck with... whatever it is you're doing then." He wasn't willing to push it enough to ask what it was, but he still hoped it was going well. "I hope things work out for you."
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Post by amanika on May 16, 2011 23:56:42 GMT -8
Tugger rubbed the back of his neck, "Thanks, so do I. I hope things get better f'you an' all." He picked up his coat, slinging it over one arm rather than putting it on. "Take care Misto."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 17, 2011 8:15:00 GMT -8
"You too," Misto said softly.
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Post by amanika on May 17, 2011 15:31:31 GMT -8
Tugger nodded, showing himself to the door and opening it. "See'y."
((Exit Tugger))
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 17, 2011 16:37:48 GMT -8
Misto spared a sigh after Tugger before he set about getting ready for work, feeling lethargic still. The next few days were going to be long ones.
[THREAD END]
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