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Post by Script on Nov 8, 2011 21:23:29 GMT -5
She heard him, but only sighed. "Well, we broke up, so. It is what it is."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 8, 2011 21:26:49 GMT -5
"Shit," he said, sighing. "Sorry, Script. Really, I'm sorry. If there's anything I can do as your friend...or your friend with benefits, whatever..."
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Post by Script on Nov 8, 2011 21:30:24 GMT -5
She had to smile at that. He was being nice, which counted for a lot. "You're doing it. I need someone to distract me, to have fun with. I want to be drama-free for a while, if I can help it."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 8, 2011 21:37:52 GMT -5
"Good," he nodded, taking one last drag of his cigarette before throwing it away. "Don't worry, drama is not my style."
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Post by Script on Nov 8, 2011 21:39:14 GMT -5
She followed suit by flicking her cigarette away. "Good. I appreciate that." She stepped up to him, tilting her face up to meet his eyes.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 8, 2011 21:45:58 GMT -5
He put his hands on her shoulders, looked around to see if anyone was watching, then pulled her into a nearby alley. He pushed her gently up against the wall before leaning into her, bending down to kiss her.
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Post by Script on Nov 8, 2011 21:50:02 GMT -5
She pressed back against the wall, leaning up to meet his kiss, her arms going around his neck.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 8, 2011 21:54:16 GMT -5
He kissed her lips for a bit, but then moved down to her jaw and neck, nipping at her skin.
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Post by Script on Nov 8, 2011 21:55:36 GMT -5
She closed her eyes, craning her neck to give him better access. She buried her fingers in his hair, tugging a little.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 9:05:11 GMT -5
He stepped closer to her, basically hiding her from view with his body. He detached his lips from her neck and pressed his nose to her forehead, breathing hard.
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 10:15:01 GMT -5
Her hands pressed against his chest, her own breathing a little ragged. She swallowed, eyes glancing up at him. When she spoke her voice was soft. "It's getting cold...let's go home..?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 11:34:46 GMT -5
"Yeah," he whispered, nodding a bit. He stepped away from her, immediately feeling colder, and shoved his hands in his pockets.
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 11:40:00 GMT -5
She sent him a smile, then looped her arm through his, pressing close to his side as they continued the walk home.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 11:45:32 GMT -5
Skittery let out a low groan, kicking at a pebble on the sidewalk. "I really don't feel like sellin' tomorrow..."
((Just to let you know, I won't be on for much longer! I desperately need to work on my student teaching portfolio...and also I'm going to try to do something cool on my nails, lol ))
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 11:47:54 GMT -5
((Haha, no problem, I'll be around whenever you are))
She smiled up at him. "So don't. Take the day off. Hang out with me."
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