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Post by tshamien on Sept 14, 2011 9:44:23 GMT -5
"Rae? Really?" He asked her. he shurgged, "it's nice here, its really different, completely different feel too."
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Post by Zippy on Sept 15, 2011 0:12:47 GMT -5
Zippy sipped at her wine. "Was it a long walk?" In other words, would he come again?
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Post by tshamien on Sept 15, 2011 13:50:55 GMT -5
"Nah, just about an hour," He stepped closer to her and gently pushed some hair behind her ear. "Next time you come to Brooklyn."
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Post by Zippy on Sept 15, 2011 20:46:12 GMT -5
Zippy raised her eyebrow at him and chugged her wine. "Next time?" She smirked and took his hand. "Let's go." She led him to a door that said 'back stage.'
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Post by tshamien on Sept 17, 2011 1:59:27 GMT -5
He grinned and let her pull him along. "You didn't think I lugged my ass all the way from Brooklyn to not have you return the favor."
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Post by Zippy on Sept 20, 2011 21:03:12 GMT -5
Zippy bit her lip and gave him an eager look. "Brooklyn isn't that far." She closed the door behind them and snuck her way over to a nearby, and empty, dressing room.
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Post by tshamien on Sept 20, 2011 22:02:34 GMT -5
"It ain't five minutes away neither," he said and followed through the backstage area.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 5, 2011 14:15:51 GMT -5
((.....a few "weeks" later....))
Zippy showed up on a Thursday night at the Brooklyn LH, stomping her way up to Tristan's room. They had fallen into a sort of routine, switching off visiting each other every other weekend. It was sort of nice, and Zippy always looked forward to Fridays. It was Tristan's turn to show up at Manhattan, but Zippy couldn't wait.
She knocked on his bedroom door, hoping he was in there and that she wasn't disturbing him.
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Post by tshamien on Dec 6, 2011 8:49:19 GMT -5
"I'm busy!" He called from inside the room.
"Do they ever leave you alone?" The girl on the bed asked as she grinned at him.
"never," Tristan said and then pulled her against him, she laughed.
((poor zippy))
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Post by Zippy on Dec 6, 2011 10:25:21 GMT -5
((classic Tristan))
Zippy stood there, sort of shocked, but also feeling sort of stupid. They weren't exclusive- well, they hadnt verbally talked about it, zippy thought it was just assumed.
So she couldn't REALLY freak out. but she was having a hard time fighting it. She schlepped all the way to Brooklyn for this?!
She figured he may as well know she was upset. She knocked on the door again, thinking rapidly on what the hell she was going to say.
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Post by tshamien on Dec 6, 2011 10:44:44 GMT -5
((By the way the girl is Nancy))
"Jesus christ!" He shouted and then got out of bed. He yanked on his pants. "Don't move," he said to the girl in his bed.
Tristan stormed over to the door, he yanked it open, "What do you..." His eyes widened with shock as he stared at Zippy. "What...what're you doing here?" He managed to stammer.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 6, 2011 10:54:39 GMT -5
"Trixie stole my favorite dress and I wanted to fight her, but I have no idea how to fight, so I figured you could teach me," Zippy said casually, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at him.
"don't bother coming to Hattan tomorrow."
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Post by tshamien on Dec 6, 2011 11:34:31 GMT -5
Tristan shut the door behind him as the girl in his bed was getting out of it and making her way to the hallway.
"Oh come on," Tristan said to her. "I never said I was just with you and nobody else. What? You're just gonna stop seeing me? You know you don't wanna do that." He smirked at her.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 6, 2011 12:15:27 GMT -5
Oh god. Zippy's heart flipped. How'd he do that?! She composed herself.
"it's not about that. Her...juices are all over you!" zippy made a disgusted face.
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Post by tshamien on Dec 6, 2011 12:39:56 GMT -5
Tristan burst out laughing, "So I'll take a fucking shower!"
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