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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 18:06:06 GMT -5
A smile played at her lips. He'd surprised her. She touched her hand to his arm gently. "Do you do art? Or just look at it?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 18:14:29 GMT -5
"Can't exactly do art when I can't afford paints. Or paper," he pointed out with a rueful smirk.
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 18:27:36 GMT -5
She nodded. "Good point." She made a mental note to buy him some one day, maybe to talk him into painting her. She smiled up at him, letting her fingers dance along his arm.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 18:35:27 GMT -5
He didn't like the way that felt, her fingers on his arm. He didn't like it because he actually did like it. He casually pulled his arm away on the pretext of leaving the chimp enclosure. "Eh, they're boring today. Let's go see the lions."
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 18:46:18 GMT -5
She quirked a brow, but followed him. "The lions are nice. I like the color of their fur." She walked beside him to the lion enclosure. The female was pacing the area while the male looked like he was napping, giving a big yawn.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 18:48:57 GMT -5
Skittery laughed, smiling widely as he leaned against the gate, watching the lions. "Seems about right, doesn't it? The girl walkin' around, worryin' about everything while the guy just sleeps, doesn't give a shit."
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 18:54:16 GMT -5
She laughed, leaning close to him as they watched the lions. "Yeah, that's pretty accurate." She looked over at him, looking up at his face.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 18:57:19 GMT -5
Skittery continued to smile as he watched the lions. He didn't know why, but he fucking loved them.
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 19:01:13 GMT -5
She shivered a little as they stood there, a breeze blowing, so she instinctively stepped closer against him.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 19:05:38 GMT -5
He chuckled a bit as the female lion finally gave up and plopped down beside the male. "Wonder what she was thinkin' about..."
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 19:08:24 GMT -5
"Who knows. But whatever it was, she still went to his side." She sighed a little.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 19:12:47 GMT -5
"So romantic," he teased, putting a hand on his heart.
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 19:16:05 GMT -5
She blushed but laughed. "Real romantic." She looked at him, then moved to walk down the trail leading into the bird enclosure, sitting on a bench.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 9, 2011 19:19:02 GMT -5
He sat down next to her, close but not too close. "To be honest, birds have kinda always freaked me out a little..."
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Post by Script on Nov 9, 2011 19:23:44 GMT -5
She laughed. "That mean you want to leave?" She angled towards him, tilting her face up.
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