by apeach » Tue Jan 10, 2012 11:40 am
Amara
She had nothing to say to that. Her thoughts were rushed and she couldn't have possibly come up with a reply to him, even if she tried. Sighing, she finally grabbed hold onto one of her thoughts. Three days? My parents are probably worried sick. It was just a gunshot wound afterall, right.........? As she finished her thought, it became just another blurred mass in her head.
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apeach on Tue Jan 10, 2012 11:48 am, edited 1 time in total.