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Post by Connor Holt on Jul 20, 2013 21:09:08 GMT -5
"I haven't had the chance to teach you anything, because you haven't answered my questions. I want to help you, but we both have to work together for that to happen," Connor said, standing behind his desk. He wouldn't physically stop Skylar from leaving, though he would much prefer the man didn't. "At least stay the whole hour this time, give it a try."
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Post by Skylar Constantine on Jul 20, 2013 21:13:50 GMT -5
"F~ you, have you even been here?" Skylar asked at the door. "I answered all your damn questions, asked you to stop throwing that damn ball, and you've been a condescending arse ever since. You don't want to f~ing help, you want to prove you're better than me."
And here he was arguing, as though a word he said would make it through the guy's skull. He held both hands up a moment. "Find someone else to look down on. I'm out." He pulled open the door and left.
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