"I'm good," he says stubbornly, not pausing as he puts more weight into his punches.
He's quiet for a while, just hitting and working up a rhythm. The cadence is soothing, but his mind won't sit still. "I get that she'd be happier with someone else, but does she have to tell me in the middle of a hallway?"
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Date: 2005-10-14 01:34 am (UTC)He's quiet for a while, just hitting and working up a rhythm. The cadence is soothing, but his mind won't sit still. "I get that she'd be happier with someone else, but does she have to tell me in the middle of a hallway?"