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Second Floor Common Room; Sunday Morning
Leo was wide awake after radio and he wasn't comfortable enough to spend all his time stalking Fixer-Uppers yet, so he decided to check out the common room on his floor. It seemed nice, not as high-tech as cabin nine, but it had a TV and food so he really couldn't find much to complain about.
He put the TV onto ESPN and idly listened to the anchors talking about the playoff games today while making himself breakfast. Southwestern omelets. The actual, good, Southwestern kind. Not that crap rolled up into a burrito that you got at McDonalds for two bucks.
[The common room is open, yes]
He put the TV onto ESPN and idly listened to the anchors talking about the playoff games today while making himself breakfast. Southwestern omelets. The actual, good, Southwestern kind. Not that crap rolled up into a burrito that you got at McDonalds for two bucks.
[The common room is open, yes]
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Embarrassed, he blushed a bit and looked down at his feet.
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Now, he was really embarrassed about a myriad of things.
"I guess I should apologize for several things, shouldn't I? I'm sorry if I've made things difficult for you."
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"She knows what I think. I've told her that all I want her to do is understand why what she did was so hurtful. I told her I could trust her again and that I didn't want our future to just be tainted forever. She refuses to understand and she doesn't want to try. I'm not going to keep setting myself up for rejection. Even I can't handle that."
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"Maybe she's got other shit than just relationship drama going on, you know," he said in all seriousness. She'd started carrying a knife and was having someone teach her how to use it. That was a pretty big clue that something bad was going on. "Plus, girls are just weird sometimes about who has to be the one to admit they're wrong. But whatever, man. I'm just trying to help."
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He shrugged and looked a little helpless. "I can't admit I'm wrong about this one. It's too big and it's not my fault and I refuse to make it that way. I'm sorry."
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He shrugged. "I get it, dude. Whatever." Even if the concept of not being at fault was somewhat foreign to Bobby's experience.
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