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AbbieNoel
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Jareth stood, stretching his legs, and setting the pad down on the bed. He moved to fix his IV, shrugging slightly. "Hey, it's okay. I'm not one to let people in, honestly. Plus... I knew you weren't a zombie girl. Your friends are.. You just choose to stay with them because you refuse to open yourself and branch out." He sat down in the chair that she had been sitting in hours earlier, looking around his room. "When I get out, I'm going to force you to branch out."