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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 2, 2011 0:54:23 GMT -8
Coricopat startled at the contact, reminding himself not to shy away from it. He looked at Mistoffelees out of the corner of his eye, "Hm?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 2, 2011 0:56:11 GMT -8
"Can I?" he asked quietly. "Sleep like this? And don't just say yes to appease me, can I honestly sleep like this? Can you sleep like this?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 2, 2011 1:00:04 GMT -8
"Yes, you may. I-I don't know if I can sleep like this, but I can certainly try," he hated the stammer in his voice at that moment.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 2, 2011 10:35:26 GMT -8
Swallowing, Mistoffelees drew his paw back, though he remained curled up closer to the other's back then he had been. "Good night," he said quietly.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 2, 2011 10:48:26 GMT -8
Coricopat almost felt any sort of wall he was int he process of rebuilding crumble as Mistoffelees withdrew his paw. He sighed, murmuring a quiet "good night." The mottled tom got very little sleep that night, only briefly dozing on and off, his gaze focused on the wall.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 2, 2011 10:55:36 GMT -8
Mistoffelees managed a few hours sleep that did not make him feel any more rested than he had earlier. When dawn filtered through the window he pushed himself up, leaning against the headboard with a quiet sigh.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 2, 2011 10:59:09 GMT -8
Turning onto his back, Cori looked up at the younger cat, but wasn't inclined to say much of anything.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 2, 2011 11:22:44 GMT -8
Glancing down, Mistoffelees managed a faint smile, but it could have been a bit bitter too. "I assume I didn't wake you. Good morning."
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 2, 2011 11:28:03 GMT -8
"You didn't. Good morning." He propped himself up to look at the clock, it was heading on toward the time he usually left for work.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 2, 2011 11:30:47 GMT -8
Swallowing, the black tom glanced away. "Why did it bother you so much?" he asked softly.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 2, 2011 11:37:27 GMT -8
"Why did what bother me so much?" He didn't want to have this conversation.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 2, 2011 11:40:13 GMT -8
"God," Mistoffelees breathed, head banging back against the headboard a bit harder than he expected. "I must be crazy to fall in love with a lawyer. Why did the fact I've never... been with someone bother you so much? That's the point where the conversation changed completely."
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 2, 2011 11:50:31 GMT -8
Cori's ears lay back and he took a deep breath, "I love you, Mistoffelees. This is...I don't know. I suppose I'm just..." Cat, could he really admit this? "I'm afraid."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 2, 2011 12:01:36 GMT -8
Mistoffelees' eyes snapped down to meet his. "Of what?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 2, 2011 12:06:46 GMT -8
"Of not being able to do this. Of not being able to be who and what you need. And I don't know that I won't end up like Franklin....I just.." He shook his head, dropping his gaze to the coverlet.
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