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[poison-by-name.livejournal.com]

[Laughing hysterically at something you said.]

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[notquiet.livejournal.com]

Tarzan it is.

[He blinks, her mood had changed. He studies her, and frowns.]

I still think you're pretty. So you've got a bun in the oven, it's all good. Why does my opinion matter anyways?

[poison-by-name.livejournal.com]

Because you're my friend. And because I thought you were hot.

[She might as well get it out there. It doesn't matter anymore.]

[notquiet.livejournal.com]

You look hot in your dress, and still attractive pregnant. I swear.

[poison-by-name.livejournal.com]

Prove it.

[She's blunt, but only because she's embarrassed now.]

[notquiet.livejournal.com]

Prove what?

[poison-by-name.livejournal.com]

Prove that you think I'm pretty.