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"Do you need food, water, anything?" She asked softly, glancing at him with sympathy |
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"Nope, i'm good." He passed, having not even been able to drink water without vomiting it back up. |
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She nodded, looking over him--really looking over him |
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New scars had formed on his wrists, numerous, all his tattoos about Rose had been covered up, too. All except one. It was on his hand. C + R He hadn't thought to cover it up, having forgotten it was even there. Caden hummed, drumming a beat with his fingers on the armrest of his bed. |
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She noticed everything, the tattoos, scars, even the way he shifted. He hadn't lost his charm or beauty, even just sitting there. Her eyes locked on the initials tattoo. "You forgot one" she noted quietly, looking at it |
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"Oh I did?" He asked, looking at his hand. "Well, maybe i'll keep it as a reminder that not everybody appreiciates everything." |
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"Yeah..." she said simply, eyes on the ground now. "Next time I come to you, if you don't want me here, tell me to fuck off " she meter, going downstairs to get something to eat. "I'll be right back" she muttered over her shoulder |
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Caden chuckled, grabbing his phone and scrolling through it. |
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Rose let his words mull over in her mind while she got a sandwich for herself. She got coffee and a lemonade as well. When she walked back in, she didn't look at him, nor speak. Just sat down |
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Caden was on a call, speaking in Russian. |
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