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Post by Script on Oct 25, 2011 12:30:04 GMT -5
She shrugged, then scooted over so she could lean against him. "They're not so bad, I guess. Just kind of flighty. They like gossip. They would have had heart attacks if they'd seen you."
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Post by Skittery on Oct 25, 2011 12:35:21 GMT -5
"Ahhhh," Michael replied, nodding and shooting her a knowing look. He winked at her before directing his attention to the TV. "So, what're we watching?"
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Post by Script on Oct 25, 2011 12:38:20 GMT -5
"I'm not sure. Something about aliens building the pyramids. Not sure when that became History, but I can't look away." She smirked and snuggled down to rest her head on his shoulder.
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Post by Skittery on Oct 25, 2011 12:44:15 GMT -5
"It became history when it happened," he informed her, as if it were the most obvious thing. "There's no fucking way humans built those."
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Post by Script on Oct 25, 2011 12:47:00 GMT -5
She turned her face towards him, brow arched and an amused smirk at her lips. "Wow, Mike. Way to knock a millenium of human ingenuity."
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Post by Skittery on Oct 25, 2011 12:52:24 GMT -5
"Yeah, but...without modern technology?!" he cried, gesturing to the TV. "I mean, come on! All I'm sayin' is we can't refute the fact that alien's exist."
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Post by Script on Oct 25, 2011 12:54:33 GMT -5
She blinked at him a moment, than laughed. She leaned up to kiss his cheek, giggling. "You're crazy, you know that? Adorable, but crazy."
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Post by Skittery on Oct 25, 2011 12:59:16 GMT -5
"Hey, I resent that. I know I'm not the only one who thinks so," he said, looking down at her. Then, a smile broke onto his face. "But, thanks."
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Post by Script on Oct 25, 2011 13:04:06 GMT -5
She smiled back at him, then bit her lip, suddenly a little nervous as she looked up at him. Up close like this, she couldn't even pretend that he wasn't completely hot. "We can watch something else...if you want..."
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Post by Skittery on Oct 25, 2011 13:06:22 GMT -5
He looked back at the TV, suddenly feeling nervous. "I don't care," he said before clearing his throat.
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Post by Script on Oct 25, 2011 13:08:14 GMT -5
"Right." She licked her lip and turned to the TV. "Ancient Aliens it is." She put her hands in her lap, but still leaned against him.
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Post by Skittery on Oct 25, 2011 13:12:54 GMT -5
He kept glancing at her from the corner of his eye, trying to think of something to say. But, for some reason, this girl entirely depleted his ability to be witty and charming.
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Post by Script on Oct 25, 2011 13:15:52 GMT -5
She chew on her lip anxiously, watching him from the corner of her eye more than the TV. After several long, awkward minutes of silence: "Mike..?"
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Post by Skittery on Oct 25, 2011 13:20:38 GMT -5
"Maggie...?" he replied, mimicking her tone.
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Post by Script on Oct 25, 2011 13:22:13 GMT -5
She angled towards him, meeting his eyes. "Are you gonna kiss me, or what?"
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