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Nathan Croft - Nate slid down to the ground, knees tucked to his chest in the corner of the bathroom and started to cry again. |
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Dakota finished making the food, serving his plate and placing it on the table before going to the bathroom door. She knocked lightly on it. "Nate" She said quietly, sitting beside the door. |
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Nathan Croft - Nate sniffled. "...yeah?" |
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"Can you unlock the door?" |
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Nathan Croft - Nate stood and unlocked the door before going back over to his corner and sat back down on the floor. |
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Dakota got up, greatful, and opened the door slowly. She poked her head in before stepping in slowly. She sat beside him, not speaking, and traced his bicep |
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Nathan Croft - Nate just sat there, staring blankly at the wall. |
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"What do you need?" She asked softly |
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Nathan Croft - "I don't need anything..." |
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Dakota nodded. "Did I do something?" |
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Cool - A Front is Moving In
