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fandomhigh2011-04-22 04:19 pm
Apathy, Afternoon, Whatever
George was late. Because today was one of those days.
"I guess this is our last meeting," she said. "People are leaving. Whatever. There's not a fucking party or anything. You know. Whatever."
She'd said 'whatever' twice. Well. Whatever.
"I guess this is our last meeting," she said. "People are leaving. Whatever. There's not a fucking party or anything. You know. Whatever."
She'd said 'whatever' twice. Well. Whatever.
