<font color=dodgerblue> "I am not losing it and I am telling you what I damn well know!" Remy's calm was infuriating, the man was made of stone or something, he was sure of it. He really didn't mean to snap or yell at his friend, he was just so aggravated and worried for Gia. She wasn't up to par physically yet, what the hell had made her think this was a good idea? Didn't he matter in the least to her? It was bullshit, all of it. His hands raked through his hair again before he looked back over at the girl sitting at the bar, his eyes narrowing for a second before he just resumed his pacing. "She doesn't talk to her mother. She took off, we both know it." </font color> -- ::: Remy and Shay's Apartment :::

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