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"Ah shit," He murmered, vision starting to blur around the edges, now feeling lightheaded. "Always drags me under at the wrong times," Gale said quietly, body slowly loosening, |
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Kayla nodded and held him close |
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"Now you see, this....kinda.....sucks..." He muttered, getting dragged under, body having no tension anymore. |
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Kayla just offered a soft smile and waited with him |
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Gale came back a few moments later, rubbing his temple as he sat up. "Sorry about this, but I hate you." After a moment his eyes went wide, realizing what he said. "WAIT NO, NUH UH. NO, AH, WRONG WORDS. Okay so I don't hate you, but I hate all the royals and all the people in castles and stuff. Not you, I love you, I don't hate you, I swear. It's the other people I hate, I don't hate." He said frantically, offering a awkward smile. |
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Kayla watched him, confused and a bit hurt. "What?" She asked after a bit, him rambling on and on as she tried to keep up. "Okay....." |
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"Hence the reason that whatever this poison is it sucks, I dont hate you, I hate your family and the rest of royals, but not you. Make sense?" He asks, mind still foggy. |
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"I don't hate you, 'cause if I did then that'd be dumb." |
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Kayla nodded again, silent |
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Crisp, Clear, and Cool
