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Post by Skittery on Nov 27, 2011 22:49:55 GMT -5
"Hmm, let's see... Stealing that book from the library, going to Sheepshead with Race that one time, drinking a few too many beers at Irving Hall, not telling you enough that I care about you, walking out on you, not punching a certain somebody's lights out when I had the chance... All stupid decisions I've made. At least all the ones I can think of right now."
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Post by Script on Nov 27, 2011 23:00:37 GMT -5
She laughed a little, kissing him softly. "You tell me you care about me enough."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 28, 2011 8:48:47 GMT -5
"Maybe now I do, but obviously I didn't pre-runaway," he told her, mumbling a bit as he wound a curl around his finger.
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Post by Script on Nov 28, 2011 11:40:36 GMT -5
She framed his face in her hands, meeting his eyes. "Pre-runaway doesn't count anymore. I messed up, too, Skitts. You were being so good to me, and I wasn't honest with you. But that's over now. Now it's just me and you."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 28, 2011 22:49:50 GMT -5
"You swear?" He held out his pinky, looking and sounding like a much younger version of himself.
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Post by Script on Nov 28, 2011 22:58:04 GMT -5
She bit her lip, but nodded, linking pinkies with him. "I swear."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 28, 2011 23:02:53 GMT -5
He smiled, which made him look even younger, then leaned in to kiss her lips.
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Post by Script on Nov 28, 2011 23:09:16 GMT -5
She melted into the kiss, holding him close. She could feel the block around her heart that had appeared since the Refuge slowly being chipped away. Because of him. Because he was so amazing.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 28, 2011 23:13:19 GMT -5
He kissed her multiple times on the lips before moving to kiss her nose, her cheekbone, her eyebrow, and almost every inch of her face.
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Post by Script on Nov 28, 2011 23:14:26 GMT -5
She giggled a little, hands at his chest, feeling his muscles beneath her fingers. "You're so cute, Skitts."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 29, 2011 8:43:16 GMT -5
He pulled a face. "Guys don't really wanna be labeled as cute...But I guess it's okay that you think so."
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Post by Script on Nov 29, 2011 9:44:03 GMT -5
She nodded, giving him a grave expression, though her eyes were bright. "Oh, yes. Well, you're much more than cute, Michael. You're also very charming and sexy."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 29, 2011 12:37:11 GMT -5
He beamed, though a blush could be detected on his cheeks. "Yes...?"
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Post by Script on Nov 29, 2011 12:46:42 GMT -5
She grinned. "The sexiest, actually. The first time you kissed me...I knew I had to have more of you."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 29, 2011 12:48:38 GMT -5
He scoffed, rolling his eyes. But it was obvious he was loving this. "Oh, come on. You're just saying that."
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