{"id":32452,"date":"2012-10-27T08:29:26","date_gmt":"2012-10-27T08:29:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/10\/27\/poor-thing-3\/"},"modified":"2012-10-27T08:29:26","modified_gmt":"2012-10-27T08:29:26","slug":"poor-thing-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/10\/27\/poor-thing-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Poor Thing"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Marie couldn\u2019t stop laughing as she walked up the stairs to the apartment she shared with Summer, the bag of chocolate and cigarettes hanging off of one of her fingers. Reaching the door she unlocked it and stepped in, \u201dHey Summer I\u2019m home!\u201d She yelled as she kicked off her boots and set the bag and her keys on the counter before going to the fridge and getting a beer.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cI can hear that. I don\u2019t think I wanna move.\u201d Summer was sprawled the length of the couch, feet up, eyes mostly closed.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Marie rolled her eyes as she grabbed the bag off the counter and walked towards her sister, \u201dYou poor thing, you look like someone threw you in front of a bus,\u201d She snickered as she tossed the bag on Summer\u2019s stomach.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cOw. That\u2019s nearly what it feels like. You, I suppose, have barely a twinge.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Marie laughed as she moved Summer\u2019s feet and sat down and gently rubbed them, \u201dOh fuck no, I feel like someone is shooting me in the uterus from three feet away every six seconds,\u201d She said as she looked at Summer.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“Then don’t make fun of me. You have about a million years to stop doing that.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

marielokidottir: iamthefirechild: marielokidottir: iamthefirechild: marielokidottir: \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Marie couldn\u2019t stop laughing as she walked up the stairs to the apartment she shared with Summer, the bag of chocolate and cigarettes hanging off of one of her fingers. Reaching the door she unlocked it and stepped in, \u201dHey Summer I\u2019m home!\u201d She yelled as she kicked … Continue reading Poor Thing<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,198,3944],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32452"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=32452"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32452\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=32452"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=32452"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=32452"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}