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Post by sammie on Jun 11, 2012 16:30:59 GMT -5
My smile fades. I'm really sorry, but I had a huge lunch, I'm not that hungry. I lie. I look at Carmela and mouth, You okay?
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 11, 2012 16:39:41 GMT -5
I glance at Sammie from behind the menu. "We can split the salad." I know what shes going through. If she says yes, I wont have to fake eat as much.
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Post by sammie on Jun 11, 2012 18:06:55 GMT -5
OOC: they can't both have eating disorders.............
I shake my head quickly. "No, it's okay. I'm really full."
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 11, 2012 20:28:11 GMT -5
OOC: I had been hinting at it since I got here... sorry. And its not technically a disorder yet. Shes not sure exactly what shes doing. Hopefully someone will stop her before it turns into an actual disorder. I'll tone it down a bit though. : )
I bite my hangnail. "OK..." I look around. "No sign of Skye, Jenna, Kayla, or Jacob. I say we order." I look at the waiter. "I'll have a... water and the 100 calorie chef salad please?" I say. "Thanks."
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Post by sammie on Jun 11, 2012 20:41:26 GMT -5
I order a water, and stare a my lap in shame.
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 11, 2012 20:47:17 GMT -5
When my salad arrives, I eat it, savoring each bite. I know I have to eat to keep myself healthy,so I tried to imagine each bite going right to my muscles. Letting Ben and Carmel talk, I lean over to Sammie. "Hows school?" I ask, taking a bite of tomato.
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Post by Carmela Vigil on Jun 12, 2012 0:13:19 GMT -5
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Post by sammie on Jun 12, 2012 7:26:05 GMT -5
I walk through the doors. "Carmel, are you okay?"
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Post by Carmela Vigil on Jun 12, 2012 11:09:47 GMT -5
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Post by sammie on Jun 12, 2012 17:23:49 GMT -5
I nod slowly. "Okay. Def." I pause. "Want me to walk you there?"
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Post by Carmela Vigil on Jun 12, 2012 17:55:01 GMT -5
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Post by sammie on Jun 12, 2012 17:55:57 GMT -5
I nod. "You sure?"
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Post by Carmela Vigil on Jun 12, 2012 18:00:39 GMT -5
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Post by sammie on Jun 12, 2012 18:41:28 GMT -5
I nod. "Okay. I'll come by later." I say, concerned.
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