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Post by Skittery on Nov 17, 2011 13:37:39 GMT -5
He looked down at her oddly. "...Go take a walk in the snow."
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Post by Script on Nov 17, 2011 13:39:17 GMT -5
"Right. Snow. Of course." She cleared her throat, finishing getting dressed and grabbing her coat. "Let's go. It'll be fun."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 17, 2011 13:41:49 GMT -5
"Okay," he said with a nod, chuckling. He grabbed his own coat, ready for a fun adventure in a winter wonderland.
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Post by Script on Nov 17, 2011 13:45:25 GMT -5
She smiled at him and headed out of the attic and down stairs, then out into the snow. "Brr! It is really cold out here!"
((Hey, I have to get ready for my interview!! I'll be back on later this afternoon, whenever I get home, and I'll let you know how it went!))
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Post by Skittery on Nov 17, 2011 13:57:09 GMT -5
((yay!!! Good luck!))
Skittery snuck off behind her and started making a snowball, balling it up then throwing it at her.
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Post by Script on Nov 17, 2011 15:54:14 GMT -5
She yelped as he got hit in the back of the head, and she whirled on him, eyes big. "You--you hit me!" She bent down, scooping up snow into a ball, and chucked it at him.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 17, 2011 16:01:59 GMT -5
He dodged it, then balled another one, throwing it at her. He was laughing hysterically.
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Post by Script on Nov 17, 2011 16:03:05 GMT -5
She yelped again, then ran to him, throwing her arms around him. "Hey!"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 17, 2011 16:08:36 GMT -5
He lost his balance and toppled down to the ground, her on top of him.
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Post by Script on Nov 17, 2011 16:09:28 GMT -5
She giggled, leaning over him, grinning at him. "I win."
((And I'm off!!))
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Post by Skittery on Nov 17, 2011 16:35:03 GMT -5
"Owwww..." he groaned, wincing dramatically.
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Post by Script on Nov 17, 2011 17:50:06 GMT -5
She smacked his arm, scoffing. "Are you calling me fat?!" She smirked, narrowing her eyes playfully at him.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 17, 2011 18:38:18 GMT -5
"No," he scoffed, wincing still. "I think I landed on a rock!"
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Post by Script on Nov 17, 2011 18:41:12 GMT -5
That made her scramble up. "Ohmygosh, Mike! I'm so sorry! Are you okay?!"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 17, 2011 18:50:03 GMT -5
He quickly gathered up more snow in his hands and threw it at her, laughing victoriously.
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