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Post by athenalestrange on Apr 9, 2007 14:53:01 GMT
Athena looked up at Dean with tears of laughter clouding her eyes. "I guess I shouldn't do that spell when I'm a bit mad at myself huh?" As the full impact of the book finally hit her system she coughed. "Sorry about the smoking, I really am. It's just that I feel comfortable around you and you are the only person that knows that I smoke. If I offended you I apologize! It's just the stress of father being ill, him not recognizing me anymore as his daughter, and the N.E.W.T.S I needed something to take the edge off. At least I didn't go down the path my brothers did when they got stressed, they both became alcoholics." Athena explained half laughing half sobbing. She looked to Dean and blushed. "Sorry you didn't need to hear all of that."
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Post by Dean Winchester on Apr 10, 2007 21:41:06 GMT
Dean stared at Athena with understanding eyes "I'm sorry." he apologized as Athena told him "It's just..." his eyes were covered with a stony veil "I lost one of my friends to cancer" he said, his voice shook with the force it took for him to not break down and cry. Dean drew in a deep breath "Anyways... let's talk about something else" he plastered a fake smile on his face and laughed softly.
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Post by athenalestrange on Apr 19, 2007 2:38:32 GMT
Athena looked to Dean, seeing in his eyes true pain from the loss of his friend. "I'm so sorry. I didn't know. If it makes you uncomfortable I'll not smoke around you. I promise!" Athena took a look at the half eaten bag of marshmallows, and sat next to them. "So were you close to this friend? Stupid question sorry. What was their name? Maybe the night isn't so far gone as to prevent us from venting." Athena said.
(OOC: Sorry about the delay. My computer crashed and I didn't have Internet for over a week)
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Post by Dean Winchester on Apr 24, 2007 14:27:06 GMT
"I was extremely close to my friend" Dean said, closing his eyes to hide the pain. " Her name was Elliot and she was a scream. Hilarious, and pretty and she never forgot who her friends were. Elliot decided that if she was going to be popular and pretty that she might as well give up, so she dropped out of her 'social standing' as it was and started hanging out with me, Mike and Phil- a few other friends. And I guess she started smoking and then... she died." he shrugged and opened his eyes with a sigh "Not much to tell I guess." he chickled sourly. "'Nother marshmellow?"
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