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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto]She was just sitting around in this lame post.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px;][color=#fff]It is an interesting post, Abattoir, Telly commented from behind the screen.
    With light footstep, even though she knew the black colored female was deaf and in no way could hear her, she felt a need to act as if she wasn't. That and the emaressment was still there, on both parts, and now she was she her ex-friend hated her. Reaching out, she tapped lightly on the female shoulder, shrinking back.

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto]The light heather made her bolt up, she hadn't been completely awake before. "Wha-" she started loudly, turning around with a small laugh until she saw it was Camille and her voice lightened and she frowned. wow long sentence


    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px;][color=#fff]"Sorry, Witchkit, I didn't mean to startle you," she lied, feeling as if she had seen Cam, she would have found an escape, she wouldn't blame her if she still ran. "Um, so yeah, hi?"

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto]She wanted to run. She didn't. She just stared at Camille for what seemed like an eternity. "Hi. Do you want something?"


    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px;][color=#fff]"Um, sure? What do you want to do?" she questioned.

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto]This was too casual for her. She'd broken her heart and now, this? "I don't know," She said, and then turned away again.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px;][color=#fff]sorry it has taken so long


    "Surly you have some for of an idea, you're a smart girl, smatter than me," she prompted, her voice dropping in clear sadness.

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto]The cat felt annoyed. "You know, why are you even trying to be friends with me? You don't like me, I get it," Stormed Witchkit.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px;][color=#fff]"Because you were a good friend. I liked being friends with you, Witchy. I just don't like you that way. I cannot help how my mind works, any more than you can? I'm sorry, and really I guess I'll understand if you never forgive me. If I could change... I wouldn't be good for you either way. I'm not ready for commit. I don't think I'm old enough. I wanna wait," she voiced, her voice getting softer and softer.