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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 13:47:20 GMT -5
"Well, that's new," he said, kissing her again, chuckling softly against her lips.
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 13:51:12 GMT -5
"Well, I have a whole new outlook on life, remember." She winked at him, then took his hand. "Come on. Walk me to the bunkroom."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 13:53:41 GMT -5
He took her hand, setting it in the crook of his elbow, walking her to the room like a proper gentleman. They passed the boys' bunkroom, and Skittery secretly hoped Goblin was in there to see him with Script.
Once they were walking up the next flight of stairs to the girls' bunkroom, he leaned in a bit toward her. "I had a good time today, friend," he said, smirking.
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 13:56:11 GMT -5
She blushed, leaning against him. "I had a good time today, too...friend." She stopped as they reached the door, turning to face him, pressing back against the wall.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 13:57:46 GMT -5
He let his arms hang loosely at his sides, chuckling awkwardly. "Well... Hope ya sleep well," he said with a nod.
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 14:00:07 GMT -5
She bit her lip, nodding at him. "You, too..." She looked at him another moment, then grabbed the front of his shirt, tugging him down into a deep kiss.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 14:01:59 GMT -5
He raised his eyebrows, but quickly kissed her back. He had been planning on shaking her hand or giving her a friendly clap on the back. He liked this better.
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 14:04:01 GMT -5
She kissed him a minute, before finally easing off, pulling away slowly. "Good night, Skitts. See you tomorrow? To hang out?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 14:08:27 GMT -5
"Y-yeah," he said, breathless, his feet glued to the floor.
((I gotta go get ready and junk. I might get on my phone to post some, though!))
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 14:09:46 GMT -5
((Okie dokie, I'll be around))
She smiled at him, leaning up to kiss him again, but softly this time. "Good night, Skittery." She kissed him one more time, then turned and opened the door to the bunkroom, walking in and closing the door behind her.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 14:27:42 GMT -5
Skittery made his way back to the boys' room, walking a bit like a zombie. It had definitely been an interesting day.
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 14:33:13 GMT -5
The next day, Script had spent extra time on getting ready. She thought that if she looked cute, she'd feel better. She'd already decided she wasn't going to sell today, so instead, she waited for everyone to head out before she curled up on the couch in the parlor to read a book. She twirled a piece of hair around her finger as she read the borrowed romance novel, eyes wide.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 14:43:15 GMT -5
After pretending to get ready for a day of selling, Skittery had snuck back up to the bunk room and fallen asleep again. He woke up an hour or so later, then started wandering around the house, looking for his new friend.
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 14:44:54 GMT -5
She turned the page hastily, engrossed in the bodice-ripping currently happening in her story, chewing on her lip, not noticing Skittery walk into the room.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 15:21:54 GMT -5
He leaned against the doorframe, hands in his pockets and a smirk on his face. After a few moments, he cleared his throat. "Whatcha reading?"
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