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Post by Tag Along on Nov 16, 2011 18:53:33 GMT -5
((Sounds good to me!))
She let out a bemused chuckle, sitting on the edge of the coffee table. "It was just a date. A first date. It wasn't a rehearsal dinner or anything."
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 16, 2011 18:58:36 GMT -5
His frowned deepened. "He's an ass. I didn't like the way he looked at ya."
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Post by Tag Along on Nov 16, 2011 19:03:35 GMT -5
"Well, he didn't like the way you interrupted our evening, so you two have something in common," she pointed out, raising her eyebrows as she looked at him. He always looked so pathetic when he was drunk.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 16, 2011 19:08:35 GMT -5
He nearly growled. "He kissed ya. I saw him." He wanted to punch him.
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Post by Tag Along on Nov 16, 2011 19:15:32 GMT -5
"Tyler," she groaned, frowning. "You were watching us? That's creepy."
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 16, 2011 19:16:57 GMT -5
He glared at her. "I wasn't watchin'! I got here right after ya'll did, and I had to wait until he was gone. I couldn't help it!"
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Post by Tag Along on Nov 16, 2011 19:20:19 GMT -5
Lillian let out a long, deep sigh, rubbing her temple with her fingers. "You just need to get some sleep. I'll get you a pillow and some blankets," she said, moving to go to the linen cabinet.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 16, 2011 19:22:02 GMT -5
He got up, grabbing her hand to stop her. "Lily...Lillian...don't--don't ya miss me at all..?" He sounded sad as he asked it.
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Post by Tag Along on Nov 16, 2011 19:28:56 GMT -5
"I don't want to talk about this now," she said firmly, wrenching her hand away from his. She made her way to the hall where the linen cabinet was and got out an extra pillow and blanket for him to sleep on.
Then, her phone started ringing. Since it was lying on the coffee table right in front of him, she called out, "Can you see who it is?"
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 16, 2011 19:31:52 GMT -5
He sighed, picking up her phone. It was Ben. And his eyes darkened. He pressed Ignore, then deleted it from her call list. Out loud he said, "Private number. Probably telemarketer."
((Hey, I have to go to the pharmacy, then drive home, but I'll be back home in an hour/hour and a halfish))
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Post by Tag Along on Nov 16, 2011 19:34:13 GMT -5
"Are you lying to me?" she asked as she re-joined him in the living area, carrying the things for his makeshift bed. "Because I'm thinking it was Ben." ((Okay! I'll be here  )) |
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 16, 2011 20:33:07 GMT -5
He only frowned, but didn't respond. He'd never been a good liar.
((Still not home, but almost!))
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Post by Tag Along on Nov 16, 2011 20:37:52 GMT -5
She pursed her lips at him as she set the pillow and blankets on the couch, leaning over to grab her phone. "Thought so," she muttered, walking toward her room so she could call him back.
((Yay!!))
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 16, 2011 21:42:20 GMT -5
((Now I'm back!))
Tyler growled and punched a pillow, then hung his head in his hands. He was so in love with her it hurt. And here she was, already moving on, not even caring how he felt about it.
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Ben picked up the phone when she called him. "Hey. Just wanted to tell you again what a good time I had tonight."
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Post by Tag Along on Nov 16, 2011 21:45:17 GMT -5
"Yeah, so did I," Lillian replied softly, smiling into the phone. "Sorry again about the, er, little interruption."
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))