I don't know and I'm slightly worried, scared, unsure of what I'm doing and I look at Joe past my own mask, fraught with anxiety and jealousy. "You just kept looking at everyone else and I thought you were going to go off with them and I wanted to stop that from happening. Jesus," I exhale. "You make me possessive as all hell."
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Date: 2009-02-25 09:18 pm (UTC)