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2009-10-20 07:07 am (UTC)
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He turned away, and she glared at his back. Always playing the Doctor card.
"What do you
want?
" she said finally, with a stomp of her foot. "You blow hot and cold on me, draw me in then push me away... for god's sake, make up your
mind!
"
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"What do you want?" she said finally, with a stomp of her foot. "You blow hot and cold on me, draw me in then push me away... for god's sake, make up your mind!"