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Post by Keith Evans on May 3, 2011 13:46:53 GMT -5
Keith shrugged then, deciding that there wasn't really any reason to push for information about the sickness. It wasn't his area of expertise. "Any chance he could be better by then? That's a hell of a long time to go with just yourself." Even though he didn't partner up more than a couple of times a month normally, at least he was into restraint.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on May 3, 2011 13:53:34 GMT -5
Dare frowned, and he looked off into the room as he shook his head. "I know, but there's nothing I can do." And he was miserable from it. He didn't have nearly the social contact he needed, and he wasn't getting the physical attention he craved. He had too much energy from staying home all the time, and helping himself out five times a day still wasn't enough to make up for being alone so much.
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Post by Keith Evans on May 3, 2011 13:58:50 GMT -5
"Well, like I said, if you ever want, or need, to come over, then come on. I've got some stuff that might help take the edge off, too," Keith offered. It would help Dare out, even if it was just something other than sitting at home wishing for hours. He was willing to help, he knew how it could be sometimes. He just hoped he didn't get to that point of desperation before something changed in his own life.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on May 3, 2011 14:04:31 GMT -5
Dare looked at Keith, a little surprised, and more than a little curious. "Something to take the edge off sounds good," he said. What could it be? Some of his bondage stuff? He really had no clue, and he realized they probably didn't know each other well enough for any of this, but it was such a relief to talk about it! "You'll be sick of me in a week," he said, trying to add some humor to the conversation.
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Post by Keith Evans on May 3, 2011 14:28:39 GMT -5
Keith chuckled softly and shook his head. "Nah, don't worry about it. The only thing, though: Rowan's been helping me out with my charms on Tuesdays after classes. Other than that I'm free. If I'm not in my room I'll be in the greenhouses." If he was repeating information it didn't matter, it never hurt to say it again.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on May 3, 2011 14:39:36 GMT -5
"Sweet," Dare said. Considering he's had nothing at all going on before, Staying home on Tuesdays didn't sound bad at all. "I could be about anywhere," he said. "Now that it's finally warming up, I hang out by the lake sometimes, but I guess I'm home a lot. It's the low tower down the corridor from the big broom cupboard on the ground floor." Dare was hoping for a more specific invitation, but he'd gotten to the point where he wouldn't consider asking, despite the open invitation. He'd just gotten that invite anyway, and desperate though he was, he didn't want to push the whole What's this thing that takes the edge off? Can I take it home? How good is it? thing.
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Post by Keith Evans on May 3, 2011 17:04:10 GMT -5
"Then I know where to find you if I need to," Keith said. He smiled and then let out a quick sigh before hopping off of the desk. "I'll see you sometime, then." It would be fun and a nice little distraction to have something else to look forward to every now and then. A few minutes later he was on his way to his rooms again.
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