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estdeus_innobis2012-02-27 11:44 pm
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Thursday, 24th June, early evening
Edmund's apartment, above the bakery
In two days it'll be two months since I walked to the bakery an' showed Edmund 'ow I am now, an' we went on our first real date. An' it was lovely. It's bin lovely this whole time. An' now I'm sittin' in 'is apartment at 'is kitchen table, listenin' to 'im putter about an' put some dinner together, an' I'm really content. Feel like I'm becomin' part of 'is life now. Even met 'is parents, an' they've bin real nice to me.
But. I - want to be really part of 'is life, the way you are if you're - a couple. Lord, I'm blushin' even thinkin' about talkin' it over. He always kisses me 'ello an' goodbye, an' 'olds my 'and, but... I ain't a kid, an' there's so many things I never got to do when I was a teenager, an' I thought I might never 'ave cos of the way I was. So. Want to talk to 'im about it. Tell 'im that it's ok, 'e don't 'ave to worry, that 'e can stop treating me like I'm made o' fine glass or somethin'. I won't break.
"That smells nice," I say. Edmund's dinners always do.
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Edmund's apartment, above the bakery
In two days it'll be two months since I walked to the bakery an' showed Edmund 'ow I am now, an' we went on our first real date. An' it was lovely. It's bin lovely this whole time. An' now I'm sittin' in 'is apartment at 'is kitchen table, listenin' to 'im putter about an' put some dinner together, an' I'm really content. Feel like I'm becomin' part of 'is life now. Even met 'is parents, an' they've bin real nice to me.
But. I - want to be really part of 'is life, the way you are if you're - a couple. Lord, I'm blushin' even thinkin' about talkin' it over. He always kisses me 'ello an' goodbye, an' 'olds my 'and, but... I ain't a kid, an' there's so many things I never got to do when I was a teenager, an' I thought I might never 'ave cos of the way I was. So. Want to talk to 'im about it. Tell 'im that it's ok, 'e don't 'ave to worry, that 'e can stop treating me like I'm made o' fine glass or somethin'. I won't break.
"That smells nice," I say. Edmund's dinners always do.
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