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Post by Moonshine on Oct 19, 2011 10:42:42 GMT -5
He blinked at her again, quirking an eyebrow. "Well...what page is that...exactly?"
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Post by Rose on Oct 19, 2011 10:44:34 GMT -5
Rose straightened up a bit, clearing her throat. "That we just like kissing each other. And it won't go any further." That was her page, at least.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 19, 2011 10:48:29 GMT -5
Moonshine winced, just a little, at the 'won't go further' part, but he nodded. "Right. Kissin'. So...we can keep doin' that, right..?" He might cry if she said no.
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Post by Rose on Oct 19, 2011 10:50:08 GMT -5
"Yeah, sure." Rose caught the wince, and she sighed inside. He did expect too much, whether or not he admitted it.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 19, 2011 10:53:13 GMT -5
He took a step towards her. "So, then lemme pick you up when yer shift's over. I'll walk ya home."
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Post by Rose on Oct 19, 2011 10:56:03 GMT -5
Rose was going to refuse, saying he didn't need to, but she'd caught on by now that Whiskey was persistent.
"All right. 8 o'clock. Sharp."
((I'm supposed to be picked up for dinner in 5 minutes! So, I'll only be back on in a couple of hours. See ya!!))
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 19, 2011 11:01:15 GMT -5
((Have fun!))
"Done." And just because he could, he leaned down and caught her lips in a quick kiss. "See ya in a few hours, Sugar." He grinned at her, then turned and sauntered out.
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Post by Rose on Oct 19, 2011 14:14:06 GMT -5
Once 8 o'clock rolled around, Rose found herself feeling quite...anxious. There were a couple small butterflies flying around her stomach, though she had no idea why they had suddenly appeared. She was slowly, lazily cleaning the bar counter, ignoring requests for more drinks and keeping one eye on the door.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 19, 2011 14:37:52 GMT -5
Moonshine sauntered in right on time, making his way to the bar. "Hey, Sugar." He smiled warmly, but had his own nerves up over their weird experience earlier.
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Post by Rose on Oct 19, 2011 14:40:14 GMT -5
"Hey, Whiskey," Rose replied her usual tone; light, casual, a hint of snark hidden in there. "I hope you're ready for this hike back to my place. It's a whole two blocks, you know?"
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 19, 2011 14:42:29 GMT -5
He grinned. "We'll walk slow. I wanna spend as much time with you as I can."
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Post by Rose on Oct 19, 2011 14:47:59 GMT -5
Rose chuckled, throwing her cleaning cloth under the bar and hopping onto the counter, swinging her legs over and hopping back down on the ground.
"Let's go," she said seriously with a nod of her head.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 19, 2011 14:59:39 GMT -5
Tyler took her hand with a grin. "Alrighty, Sugar." He led her out, linking his fingers with hers. "How was work?"
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Post by Rose on Oct 19, 2011 15:03:02 GMT -5
"Oh, the usual. Which basically means not at all like yesterday and definitely not like it'll be tomorrow. That's the beauty - probably the one beauty - of working at Irving Hall. No night is the same." She clasped his hand tightly, finding she actually liked the feeling of her hand in his. ((Bedtime for me  )) |
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 19, 2011 15:09:06 GMT -5
((Night!))
Moonshine chuckled, glancing over at her as they walked, his arm pressed against hers. "Sounds like fun. Sellin's pretty similar in a lotta ways."
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