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Post by Charles Landen on Apr 10, 2007 2:27:56 GMT 7
What the hell was this? A day-time soap? He didn't know this girl. Sure, it was sort of rude not to offer help. It was. That said, she had kin there. It wasn't really...He didn't really want to be forming bonds with her. He was normally the kind of guy happy to help, to an extent, but there were plenty of other people in that environment who could have.
"I'm sorry," he called back. He kept on walking though. With a hastened pace. He'd already been punched out once in New York City, he didn't need a repeat performance. And he couldn't exactly defend himself with a girl. Not a girl like "Marta Chang", not any girl. He'd be made out to be even more of a villain that he was leaving her there, which he didn't think he was thought of as much of one. Come on, she's the one who ran out screaming obscenities at him. She was the villain here. If not the bar, for ignoring one of their customers...or whatever that was exactly.
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