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She sat there, still unable to feel the lower part of her body. She was fine as she was, sitting on the couch. |
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Marco started texting a girl, the two clicking instantly. |
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She got on her phone, blankly staring at missed texts from her 'friends', who didn't act like friends, and had a lot of emails for sale prices for horses, breeding prospects, etc. She just tossed her phone aside, frustrated and upset. |
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-come over?- The text lit up his screen, Marco almost agreeing before looking over at Liliana and deciding against it. -cant, busy- |
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Despite not being able to feel her lower body, she still tried to get up. She managed to crawl herself up the steps, and into her room, locking her bedroom door. |
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"Hey," He started, following after her. "Lil you can't be. . . well i'll be damned." Marco mused, seeing her lock the door. |
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"I'm stubborn as hell, Marco." She grinned, opening the door, now with crutches. "I had these from when I broke my leg in three different areas last year." |
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"Listen, I learned that on day one." He chuckled, watching her come out. "At this point I don't even know what to do." Marco mused, grinning. |
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"Since I can't understand why I lost all feeling to my lower body, these will help me stay upright, so I don't fall on my fuckin' face, at least until I get seen by my doctor tomorrow." She grinned. |
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"Since I can't understand why I lost all feeling to my lower body, these will help me stay upright, so I don't fall on my fuckin' face, at least until I get seen by my doctor tomorrow." She grinned. |
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Bright Sunshine with a few High Clouds
