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fandomhighdorms2009-03-04 07:03 pm
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Fourth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening
He didn't need another night at Caritas, he didn't want to spend it sulking in his room and he was feeling way too tired to actually go off island to find some fun. So, there he was, sprawled in a chair with some mindless movie on, steadfastly trying not to think about marriages, his own stunted emotions, people hitting him and everything in between.
He needed to stop feeling sorry for himself because only stupid idiotic soap opera characters did that. Of course, stupid idiotic soap opera characters seemed to always get the happy ending (even if they had to die fifty times first) so maybe he needed to keep feeling sorry for himself.
"I'm such a fucking girl," he muttered and shook his head.
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He needed to stop feeling sorry for himself because only stupid idiotic soap opera characters did that. Of course, stupid idiotic soap opera characters seemed to always get the happy ending (even if they had to die fifty times first) so maybe he needed to keep feeling sorry for himself.
"I'm such a fucking girl," he muttered and shook his head.
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