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Adjusting, a story of after-Addergoole
Aug. 19th, 2012 10:39 amA drabble: Phelen from Addergoole, once he's in college
After Addergoole, college classwork wasn't giving Phelen any trouble. Dorm life wasn't bothering him, either, even with a roommate. He'd never had a room to himself at Addergoole for more than a few weeks, after all.
Dating, on the other hand...
"You don't really understand girls at all, do you?"
It was Caroline, who he'd been more than a little fond of, and she was glaring at him in that exasperated way that he'd seen way too much of in the last six months.
He considered and discarded several unhelpful answers, all of them honest, including: I do have a daughter, you know.
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After Addergoole, college classwork wasn't giving Phelen any trouble. Dorm life wasn't bothering him, either, even with a roommate. He'd never had a room to himself at Addergoole for more than a few weeks, after all.
Dating, on the other hand...
"You don't really understand girls at all, do you?"
It was Caroline, who he'd been more than a little fond of, and she was glaring at him in that exasperated way that he'd seen way too much of in the last six months.
He considered and discarded several unhelpful answers, all of them honest, including: I do have a daughter, you know.
( Read more... )
