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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 6, 2011 17:36:11 GMT -5
"I'll keep that in mind," Spot answered, finishing up his dinner and walking to the sink to wash his plate.
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Post by raven on Sept 6, 2011 17:57:13 GMT -5
Raven picked up her dish and put it in the sink. She wrapped her arms around him from behind and rested her cheek against his shoulder blade with a sigh.
"We belong together Spot...even though sometimes its like yanking teeth, we do." Raven kissed his shoulder. "Please...you have to get rid of her." She was worried, so worried that he wouldn't give up the fake life he'd created for himself and she would have sit idly by and watch him marry Annabelle Carmichael.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 6, 2011 22:21:33 GMT -5
Spot sighed and turned around, hugging her close. He both loved and hated when she was right. "You're right," he said to her, kissing the top of her head. "It doesn't feel right when we are apart."
He had to think of something, and fast. He wished he still had his birds to run errands for him.
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Post by raven on Sept 7, 2011 7:53:40 GMT -5
She lifted her head and kissed him softly. "I know, it's the weirdest feeling. You've ruined me, Spot." She said with a laugh.
"Why don't you ask Freddy to help you out? Maybe you can find something on her if he'll lend you some of the guys...and if he doesn't want to kick his ass so he has to."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 7, 2011 11:06:29 GMT -5
"Hmm, that ain't a bad idea. The guys ain't used to checking up on people with money, but it doesn't mean they can't. I'll stop by the LH tomorrow morning." Spot nodded.
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Post by raven on Sept 7, 2011 11:09:50 GMT -5
"I am a genius!" Raven declared before kissing him again. "Since I cooked you get to do the dishes."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 7, 2011 11:11:22 GMT -5
"yeah yeah, I got it," Spot answered, grabbing the soap. "Go relax."
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Post by raven on Sept 7, 2011 11:14:05 GMT -5
Raven hopped up on the kitchen counter to watch him do the dishes. She smiled. God she had really missed him. This was probably the happiest the two had ever been. There was no Brooklyn in the way, no crazy brother, nobody else to worry about but themselves...and Annabelle Carmichael, but she refused to the Annabelle ruin her good mood.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 7, 2011 11:16:01 GMT -5
"Hey, get down from there, you'll hurt my kid." Spot wiped his hands and helped Raven down. "Sit on the couch or something."
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Post by raven on Sept 7, 2011 11:25:46 GMT -5
She started laughing, "I'm not made of glass." She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him. "Fine, I'll sit by the window." She walked over the window and sat down.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 7, 2011 23:05:26 GMT -5
"You know Rae," Spot began, wiping down a plate, "Jesse is my real name."
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Post by raven on Sept 8, 2011 6:44:30 GMT -5
She raised an eyebrow at him, "Oh really?" She asked, then smiled. She honestly thought she would die not knowing his real name. "Well, mines Mia..."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 8, 2011 8:49:30 GMT -5
"Yeah? I can see that," Spot responded, heading over to sit next ot her.
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Post by raven on Sept 8, 2011 8:59:24 GMT -5
"Oh can you?" Raven said with a laugh. When he sat down, she scooted up close to him, resting her back against his chest. She slipped her hand over his, letting her fingers slide up and down over his fingers.
"Mia Isabella," She said softly. "But I ain't been that girl in a long time. Is that how you feel about Jesse?" She looked up at him.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 8, 2011 11:59:09 GMT -5
"Yeah, kinda. The original Jesse Conlon at least." Spot answered, furrowing his brow. "Jesse Conlon was a pitiful kid whose father beat on him, why would I ever wanna be him?"
((Rae obviously already knows this))
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