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fandomhighdorms2006-07-31 08:21 pm
Third Floor Common Room, Monday Evening
Dawn was stretched out on one of the couches and flipping through channels.
"Oooh, sharks."
After a few minutes, she was feeling a bit hungry, so she got up to make herself a sandwich. Any resemblance between the song she was humming and the Teeth theme song was purely coincidental.
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"Oooh, sharks."
After a few minutes, she was feeling a bit hungry, so she got up to make herself a sandwich. Any resemblance between the song she was humming and the Teeth theme song was purely coincidental.
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"You're not fine. What's going on?"
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"No," she said quietly and then repeated it a little more firmly. "No. I'm tired of this. I'm tired of the dishonesty when you know I can feel your emotions. I've had it with being shut out when I express concern about the way you're feeling or acting. I am so sick of being made to feel like I'm not supposed to be smart enough to realize when I'm being frozen out and being lied to."
There were tears in her eyes, but her mouth was a tight line as she struggled to keep control. "I am sick of not being trusted." She looked him in the eye. "I can't do this, Cole. When you're ready to be honest with me and tell me what the hell you're doing... or whom... then you can find me and we can talk."
Phoebe turned away and walked towards the door.
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