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Mister Iroh? I'm really sorry, but I don't think I'll be able to come in to work today...I'm not exactly feeling too well.
I'm really sorry...I just need one day, and then I'll be feeling right as rain, I promise.
Thanks...I promise, this won't happen again.
[And as Rapunzel turns off the text part of her message, she accidentally turns on the video part, revealing that, no, she's nor right as rain at all. She looks like she's been crying nonstop for the past few days or so, and once she's done with her message, she quietly puts the device down and leans against her door, sniffling.]
...I don't even know why I'm crying. I'm mad, I should be really mad, but I'm crying...I shouldn't be doing that...
[She sniffles some more as Pascal and Ishamel come up to try and comfort her...]
...heh...thanks, you two...I just don't know what to think right now...I mean, what am I going to do with that?
[She gestures over to a plastic cup she's painted gold and covered with big plastic rhinestones. She made you a trophy, Flynn. Just like you wanted.]
...he doesn't deserve it. He lied to me...but he wasn't doing it to be mean...
...maybe mother was right. Maybe I shouldn't have ever left...
Mister Iroh? I'm really sorry, but I don't think I'll be able to come in to work today...I'm not exactly feeling too well.
I'm really sorry...I just need one day, and then I'll be feeling right as rain, I promise.
Thanks...I promise, this won't happen again.
[And as Rapunzel turns off the text part of her message, she accidentally turns on the video part, revealing that, no, she's nor right as rain at all. She looks like she's been crying nonstop for the past few days or so, and once she's done with her message, she quietly puts the device down and leans against her door, sniffling.]
...I don't even know why I'm crying. I'm mad, I should be really mad, but I'm crying...I shouldn't be doing that...
[She sniffles some more as Pascal and Ishamel come up to try and comfort her...]
...heh...thanks, you two...I just don't know what to think right now...I mean, what am I going to do with that?
[She gestures over to a plastic cup she's painted gold and covered with big plastic rhinestones. She made you a trophy, Flynn. Just like you wanted.]
...he doesn't deserve it. He lied to me...but he wasn't doing it to be mean...
...maybe mother was right. Maybe I shouldn't have ever left...
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Date: 2011-02-21 05:43 am (UTC)action;
Date: 2011-02-21 05:49 am (UTC)They do look very similar, though, you have to admit.
...why are all those girls chasing them?
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Date: 2011-02-21 05:59 am (UTC)[Chris shrugs non-commitally. He's known about the Beatles long enough that they don't look anything like the same to him.]
Cos they fancy 'em, I reckon.
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Date: 2011-02-21 08:32 pm (UTC)[She blinks and tilts her head.]
They all like them? Really? Oh, that's got to be complicated and awful for them...
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Date: 2011-02-22 03:27 am (UTC)action;
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Date: 2011-02-22 03:59 am (UTC)action;
Date: 2011-02-22 04:02 am (UTC)Why are they running through all those...car things?
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Date: 2011-02-22 04:06 am (UTC)action;
Date: 2011-02-22 04:16 am (UTC)[She laughs. So far, she likes it!]
I like the music.
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Date: 2011-02-22 04:26 am (UTC)Good! They 'ad another film later if y' want t' see that one, too. I reckon I can find it somewhere.
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Date: 2011-02-22 04:27 am (UTC)Wow, they must be really popular.
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Date: 2011-02-22 04:35 am (UTC)action;
Date: 2011-02-22 04:37 am (UTC)I don't know any other bands.
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Date: 2011-02-22 04:45 am (UTC)action;
Date: 2011-02-22 04:47 am (UTC)Oh, don't you have a roommate, though? They might not like that.
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Date: 2011-02-22 01:30 pm (UTC)Re: action;
Date: 2011-02-22 09:31 pm (UTC)