He stopped from walking any further. He looked at her, eyes narrowed, his tall figure looming over her as he walked back her direction. He wasn't afraid of her. There wasn't a point. "First of all, I'm the stranger you fucked," he clarified and shook his head. How was he supposed to say all this and have it make sense? How did he make it sound not as bad as he had?
"Jessica," he sighed and shook his head, "there's nothing about you that seems okay. I know you're young and I know taht you are dealing with being new okay? I've seen enough. You've got a lot of shit to work through because so far twice, which is the only time I've seen you, you're easily made upset. If that weren't the case, then I'd think nothing of it."
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Date: 2011-10-19 07:07 am (UTC)"Jessica," he sighed and shook his head, "there's nothing about you that seems okay. I know you're young and I know taht you are dealing with being new okay? I've seen enough. You've got a lot of shit to work through because so far twice, which is the only time I've seen you, you're easily made upset. If that weren't the case, then I'd think nothing of it."