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Post by Pete Wentz on Apr 27, 2011 18:36:40 GMT -5
"There'll fucking be someone okay...I swear there's like...8 guys around here willing to fuck you without even knowing your name so..."
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Post by William Beckett on Apr 28, 2011 1:47:35 GMT -5
"I don't want them," William said, his voice level and calm now his breathing had returned to normal. "I want you, and I want you to see you want me too. Why is that so hard for you?"
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Post by Pete Wentz on Apr 28, 2011 4:49:08 GMT -5
Pete sighed and sat in a theater chair. "I just met you and I'm already in a fucked up relationship and I don't like dudes and I just...really...I don't know."
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Post by William Beckett on Apr 28, 2011 5:23:24 GMT -5
"Your relationship is going nowhere and you know it," William said. He nodded at the long sleeves. "When did she last comment on that? When did she last notice? When did anyone? I did, Pete, I saw it and I noticed."
William strolled slowly towards him, in hopes he wouldn't leave. "I see so much more than everyone seems to. I see so much more than you seem to."
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Post by Pete Wentz on Apr 29, 2011 3:37:19 GMT -5
Pete just raised an eyebrow, "Noticed what? My hoodie?"
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Post by William Beckett on Apr 29, 2011 3:40:30 GMT -5
William just rolled his eyes and turned away.
"Fine. Whatever. Throw it away. Someone here actually gives a shit about you. Whatever. Your choice."
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Post by Pete Wentz on Apr 29, 2011 4:25:12 GMT -5
"You're not the only one that gives a shit, and I'm not throwing anything away...I just asked a question." Pete glared at William's turned back.
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Post by William Beckett on Apr 29, 2011 4:52:34 GMT -5
"Then why do you do it?" William asked him quietly. "If no one says anything, why do you do it?"
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Post by Pete Wentz on Apr 29, 2011 5:40:50 GMT -5
Pete shook his head as though confused, but his tone was defensive, "Why do I do what?"
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Post by William Beckett on Apr 29, 2011 6:09:06 GMT -5
William laughed. "Hoodies? In this heat? I'm not stupid, Pete, and neither is anyone else. Just ignorant. There's a difference."
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Post by Pete Wentz on Apr 29, 2011 19:04:54 GMT -5
"I like them...they're my thing, it's not that hot anyway." Pete droped his gaze as he spoke.
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Post by William Beckett on Apr 30, 2011 7:13:49 GMT -5
"You're full of shit," Willian stated, not caring how rude or blunt he sounded.
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Post by Pete Wentz on May 3, 2011 3:14:53 GMT -5
Pete pulled at his hoodie sleeves unconciously, "I don't even understand why you care."
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Post by William Beckett on May 3, 2011 3:41:18 GMT -5
"Because I want to," William told him. "Isn't that enough?"
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Post by Pete Wentz on May 3, 2011 4:00:31 GMT -5
"It's...weird and kind of creepy." Pete shrugged, "I'm not good at...knowing people and I mean actually knowing them and having them know me so...." Pete sighed, "I'm sorry."
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