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Post by Kent Nelson on May 20, 2012 19:57:11 GMT
"And I don't particularly wish to talk about it. Personal matter, you know."
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 19:57:42 GMT
"Of course," she nodded.
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Post by Kent Nelson on May 20, 2012 19:59:09 GMT
"Care for some?" Kent offered the bottle to her, along with a glass.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 19:59:30 GMT
She shook her head, "No, I'm fine," she assured him.
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Post by Kent Nelson on May 20, 2012 20:01:27 GMT
"Alright then." Kent put the bottle back. This conversation was drying up faster than a fish in the sun.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 20:02:03 GMT
"I'm not used to older men," she said, feeling the same.
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Post by Kent Nelson on May 20, 2012 20:04:54 GMT
"Neither am I." Kent said, at a half-attempted joke.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 20:05:34 GMT
"That would be weird," she said.
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Post by Kent Nelson on May 20, 2012 20:07:13 GMT
"Not necessarily." Kent nodded. "I'm quite open, myself."
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 20:07:58 GMT
She didn't think that would be something to bring up like this, in this situation. She just nodded once awkwardly.
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Post by Kent Nelson on May 21, 2012 19:00:16 GMT
Kent seemingly understood the smile, and sipped his wine again.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 21, 2012 23:10:35 GMT
That was never something she could do, or even think about. Why did that have to come up? Now it was more awkward than it had been.
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Post by Kent Nelson on May 23, 2012 14:07:01 GMT
Kent awkwardly stroked his chin.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 23, 2012 23:07:06 GMT
"This isn't going well..."
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Post by Kent Nelson on Jun 8, 2012 18:52:23 GMT
"Indeed. I should have forseen this." Kent admitted.
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