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paradisalogs2012-06-02 12:33 am
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buy yourself another day
Who: Gwaine and you
What: Random encounters
When: Saturday morning
Where: Near the gallery in town
[ Wearing modern clothing for once (sweatpants and a T-shirt that aren't his), Gwaine bounces a small, pink ball against the wall. Whenever it strikes something—wall, ground or his hand—lights arc inside it. A curious little toy, but Gwaine barely looks at it. He sits on the middle step, eyes unfocused. To any observer, his mind appears to be elsewhere. He has managed to recover a semblance of healthy coloring, but the bags under his eyes mark how fitful his sleep remains. He finds it difficult to concentrate on even simple tasks. Thus he misses his next catch and the ball bounces against the door behind him. It rolls away from him. ]
What: Random encounters
When: Saturday morning
Where: Near the gallery in town
[ Wearing modern clothing for once (sweatpants and a T-shirt that aren't his), Gwaine bounces a small, pink ball against the wall. Whenever it strikes something—wall, ground or his hand—lights arc inside it. A curious little toy, but Gwaine barely looks at it. He sits on the middle step, eyes unfocused. To any observer, his mind appears to be elsewhere. He has managed to recover a semblance of healthy coloring, but the bags under his eyes mark how fitful his sleep remains. He finds it difficult to concentrate on even simple tasks. Thus he misses his next catch and the ball bounces against the door behind him. It rolls away from him. ]
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I kept to my friends. Didn't have reason not to.
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Don't worry, next time I'll try to make my presence more known. ♥
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There's worst ways to go!
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You're lucky I like you. [ Standing up, he stretches. A couple joints pop. ]
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You like me~? Be still my heart!
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