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Post by Lester 'Les' Nicholson on Mar 15, 2010 21:08:15 GMT
Lester walked to Shauns dorm, knocking on the door gently. Ehren was knocked out, and Lester had snuck out, if only to see Shaun for awhile. He had been thinking about her alot, worrying about her. And he didnt want anything to happen to her. He knew she was going through alot. From falling hard with Bexi to finding out she was expecting, he knew she must be going through alot. And then she had broke her arm, and he didnt know why. All he remembered was waking up in the hospital, his arms wrapped and one casted, Shaun lying in another bed beside him, sound asleep.
He just wished her life would be a little easier.
"Hey, Shaunie." He told her, smiling at the fact that she was in nothing but a nightgown. He kissed her forehead gently, wrapping an arm around her.
"How are you feeling?"
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Post by Shaun Garton on Mar 15, 2010 21:13:56 GMT
Shaun smiled up at him, wrapping her good arm around him. She followed him inside, climbing under the thick quilt on her bed.
"Im doing okay. Showering with a cast is getting to be annoying. But I guess theres nothing I can do about it. I havent heard from Bexi in a few days. I think she doesnt want anything to do with me.." She looked away, heartbroken at the fact that the girl she liked wanted nothing to do with her.
She pulled the blanket tigher around her, trying to cover herself up. Sometimes she felt so self concious around Lester. And she didnt know why.
"Has Ehren been hurting you, Lester?" She asked him, reaching for his hand.
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Post by Lester 'Les' Nicholson on Mar 15, 2010 21:19:29 GMT
Lester took her hand in his, holding it tightly. He shook his head. Yes, Ehren was still hurting him. But he didnt want to tell Shaun that. She had enough to worry about. He smiled down at her, reaching over to stroke her cheek.
"No. Im fine. Really. Theres no need to worry about me, Shaun." He looked down at her, realizing just how beautiful she really was. He didnt know if it was because she was naturally beautiful or because she was expecting, but there was a certain glow about her. It was captivating.
"How have you been feeling?" He asked her, his eyes not leaving hers.
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