``a girl, a boy, and a graveyard (blair)

[BLAIR LYDIA ALDERIDGE]

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.... hold on. did you just.... KT. How do you know my name?

[mel4]

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huh? your name?
um, you let it slip one time i think... must've said it and not even thought about it, you know? i mean, it's not like i know who you are or anything, so it doesn't matter... you're name is blair and you live in capeside. there are plenty of them, i bet, right? right.

[BLAIR LYDIA ALDERIDGE]

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i.. don't remember ever saying my name... and you've never called me blair before...

[mel4]

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it was a slip up, really! you must have said it some time ago. you're still bee to me, always. i was, uh... well, a little caught up there for a second and it just must have come out subconsciously, you know? don't worry about it, please?

[BLAIR LYDIA ALDERIDGE]

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..... okay... I guess...
What other creepy details do you know?

[mel4]

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creepy?
bee, look, i'm really sorry that it slipped out, i didn't mean to freak you out or anything. it's not like i stalk you or something...
it'd be better if i left before i shove my foot farther down my throat. uh, besides, it's late and we have school in the morning.
so, uh... good night, i guess.

[BLAIR LYDIA ALDERIDGE]

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wait.....
please don't go yet...
i'm just.. i'm sorry okay.. you're not creepy..
text me or something till you fall asleep?
i dunno.. i just feel kinda.. all alone right now..

[mel4]

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yeah, alright, i guess.
i am sorry i had to go and fudge up the moment. bee, i would never do anything that made you uncomfortable, so if my knowing of your name bothers you... i'll... um... i'll go to a hypnotist? they can get rid of memories and stuff, right? i mean, i'm here to make you feel comfortable and safe, and if i can't do that, i guess i'm just sort of... useless.

[BLAIR LYDIA ALDERIDGE]

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it's fine. whatever, it's done now..

[mel4]

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uh... well... then i guess we should talk about something else.
...anything you want to talk about?

[BLAIR LYDIA ALDERIDGE]

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Uh.. I dunno.
Tell me about this girl you are so hung up on. What makes her so special?

[mel4]

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you sure you wanna hear me ramble about that? i'll probably sound like some dumb, lovestruck fool.
just warning you.

[BLAIR LYDIA ALDERIDGE]

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yes. now talk!

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[mel4]

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alright... if you really wanna know.
where to start... uh. well, she's the most amazing girl i've ever met-- i mean, we talk about things i'd never imagined a girl like her to even think about, and at every turn, she surprises me with her kindness or her thoughtfulness. i like to think i know a different version of her than most people do, but that's just me, feeling self-important.
you know all those poems i do? a lot of them are about her. she's just radiant, like there are stars in her bones and they shine relentlessly, pulling dumb little rocks like me into her orbit. her hair is like moonshine-- the kind you see, not the kind you drink. i swear, it glitters sometimes. if i could describe her in words, i could travel to the ends of the universe and back and still have more to say.
god, bee, she's... well, she's my world.

[BLAIR LYDIA ALDERIDGE]

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oh.... she sounds...
good for you..
i should go..

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