Hinterausgang

Hinterausgang

*an der Wand beim Hinterausgang lehne*
*eine Lederjake und zerissene Jeans trage*
*eine Packung Zigaretten in der Hand halte
und sie betrachte*   

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

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*auch komm*
Da bist du ja!
*die Zigaretten seh*
Gibst du mir eine ab?

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*aufblick und die Packung in meiner Tasche verschwinden lasse*
Kauf dir selbst welche ... *bösen Blick zuwerf und schließlich meinen
Blick abwende*  

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

Re: Hinterausgang

Okay.
*ne teure Zigarre aus meiner Tasche nehm und anmach*
Was ist eigentlich mit dir los?

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*Augen verdreh* Was sollte mit mir los sein? 
*desinteressiert mit den Schultern zucke*
Die bessere Frage ist doch: Was ist mit dir los?  

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

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*lach*
Wie, was ist mit mir los?

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*Kopf schüttel* Ach, vergiss es. *gleichgültig sage*
Ich mag mein neues Image. *mit den Schultern zucke*
Kein Druck und Freunde, die einen nicht im Stich lassen.    

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

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Ist das alles nur wegen dieser Christine sache?

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*lache* Es dreht sich nicht alles um dich. *Augen verdrehe*
Es gab viele Faktoren, aber du sollst wissen: *einige Schritte gehe*
Das ich so glücklich bin ... *grinsend mich vor ihm im Kreis drehe*  

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

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Syd, ich mag dich so wie du bist. Du kannst alles tragen was du willst...