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Ava Bashlik (avabashlik) wrote in utr_logs,

"That smells foul." She told him with a sneer. Was this really him, she thought. He was turning into the cold hard old man that was in the future. Closing her hand on the ball of fire to extinguish it she walked over to him. Getting this close to what might not be him was a bad idea.

Weary since he didn't answer that he liked pasta she said, "Okay, that is correct. You didn't answer the food but that's enough." Grabbing the cigarette from his fingers she broke it in half and closed her fist on the hot end burning her skin. The pain was nothing to her really but she smelled her flesh being burned a little.

Turning her back to him, knowing with the look in his eyes when he saw that she had hurt herself she said, "I am not going to let you destroy yourself."