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Hey Mason, Wipe That Drool Off You Face. If You're Going To Think About Me Naked, Do It On Your Own Time. -rose To Mason

It's Okay," I Said Soothingly. "you're Just Getting Your Stride Back. Once You're Up To Full Power, I'll Go Crack A Rib Or Something So We Can Test It." She Groaned. "the Horrible Part Is That I Don't Think You're Joking.

I Didn't Realize When I Brought Him Back Here That You'd Inflict More Damage." I Said, Once I'd Finished The Story. "i Was Defending Your Honor." Adrian Gave Me That Devil-may-care Smile That Always Managed To Both Infuriate And Captivate Me. "pretty Manly, Huh?

Then Why Are You Crying?” “because Of You!” I Beat My Fists On His Chest. “because I Love You, And I Don’t Know What To Do! I Can Solve Almost Any Problem, But I Can’t Solve This. I Don’t Know How To Deal With That. And I’m Afraid! Afraid For You! Do You Know What It’d Do To Me If Something Happens To You?” I Stopped Hitting Him And Clasped My Hands Over My Own Chest, As Though There Was A Danger My Heart Might Fall Out. “this! This Would Break. Shatter. Crumble. Crumble Until It Was Dust.” I Dropped My Hands. “blown Away On The Wind Until There Was Nothing Left.

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