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Post by Rose on Oct 17, 2011 23:53:23 GMT -5
"Yeah...if I've been running through your mind so much, my feet would be pretty tired, don't you think?" She looked over at him, resting one hand on the back of the chair in front of her. Her expression was completely serious.
((Good night!))
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 18, 2011 9:34:49 GMT -5
He blinked at her a minute, then burst out laughing. "Sugar, yer a riot." He brushed his thumb down her cheek a second before letting his hand fall back to his side.
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Post by Rose on Oct 18, 2011 10:59:47 GMT -5
Rose let the smallest of smirks take over her lips as she looked at him, raising her eyebrows in amusement. Then, she went back to cleaning the table.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 18, 2011 11:49:32 GMT -5
He watched her a minute, just liking the look of her. Then he smirked. "Rosie, I think it's clean."
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Post by Rose on Oct 18, 2011 11:54:05 GMT -5
"Oh, I know," Rose replied lightly. "I just don't feel like doing anything else. I need to look busy, though, don't I?"
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 18, 2011 12:01:41 GMT -5
He laughed again. "Well, take your break and come outside with me for a cigarette."
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Post by Rose on Oct 18, 2011 12:06:47 GMT -5
Rose stood on her toes (though she was actually quite tall for a girl) to look for another employee. She couldn't find one close by, but waved it off. "Eh, they won't miss me." She followed him outside, her hands in the back pockets of her pants. Yes, even though Rose wasn't exactly poor, she still preferred to wear pants and suspenders.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 18, 2011 12:15:08 GMT -5
Moonshine appreciated the fact that she wore pants. It made it easier to check out her ass as he followed her outside.
When they were in the alley, he pulled out his cigarettes, offering her one and lighting it, then his own.
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Post by Rose on Oct 18, 2011 12:20:27 GMT -5
"Whoever invented smoking?" Rose asked, studying her cigarette but not bringing it to her lips.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 18, 2011 12:24:17 GMT -5
He shrugged. "I dunno. Indians, I guess." He took a drag, then regarded his own cigarette. "I'm from Kentucky; we're the tobacco capital of the world. It's weird when someone doesn't smoke back home."
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Post by Rose on Oct 18, 2011 12:29:24 GMT -5
"And nobody wants to be 'weird,' do they?" Rose took a drag, coughed slightly, then blew out the smoke in front of her.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 18, 2011 12:30:51 GMT -5
He smirked a little, watching her. She wasn't very good at the whole smoking thing. "Ya don't gotta smoke it if ya don't want to, Sugar. I can put mine out, to, if ya want."
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Post by Rose on Oct 18, 2011 12:36:44 GMT -5
"No, don't stop on account of me," she replied, leaning back against the wall. "I'll just watch from now on, though, hey?"
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 18, 2011 12:40:14 GMT -5
He took another drag, then dropped it, crushing it under his boot. "I'm done, anyway." He faced her, his hand lifting to touch her hair. He couldn't keep himself from touching her every chace he got.
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Post by Rose on Oct 18, 2011 12:51:04 GMT -5
Rose looked at him, a small smile creeping onto her lips. "And what is it about my hair you like so much, hmm?"
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