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Post by Zippy on Nov 28, 2011 1:38:09 GMT -5
Zippy almost didn't get out of bed that morning. Given, she was dirt broke and needed to sell but still.
She liked David- a lot. More than she should. But why couldn't he have come into her life a year ago? She would have taken 6 months ago. But now? Now wasn't a good time. She was already ruined.
Sighing, she had sold the early edition quicker than usual (it was NOT a sign) and was waiting outside the LH for David to come by, eating an apple. Maybe he wouldn't even show up, and would save himself. Maybe he would be really good in bed- even though he wouldn't know what he was doing. Too many maybes, and Zippy was angry at herself for even letting her thoughts drift towards David's sexual skills.
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Post by David on Nov 28, 2011 1:43:36 GMT -5
David had been antsy since yesterday, but he'd practiced on not looking so eager. He knew he came off as naive and kind of uptight, but he'd loosened up a lot in the last year. He just needed to loosen up some more, that was all.
He took a deep breath as he rounded the corner towards the LH, but wasn't able to stop the smile that played at his lips when he saw Zippy outside waiting for him. He'd snagged a sprig of violets from the flower box in his mom's kitchen window, because he thought she might like them, and he clutched them in his hand when he approached.
"Hey, Zip."
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Post by Zippy on Nov 28, 2011 1:45:55 GMT -5
"Hey Jacobs," She greeted, tossing her apple core into the trash and going over to greet him. "Does your mother know you took her flowers? And that you are playing hooky from school?" She teased, not being able to resist reaching for his hand just to touch him.
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Post by David on Nov 28, 2011 1:49:39 GMT -5
He grinned a little crookedly. "She'll live, and what she doesn't know won't hurt her." He held the flowers out to her, giving her hand a squeeze. "Purple's a good color for you, I think."
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Post by Zippy on Nov 28, 2011 1:51:54 GMT -5
"I agree wholeheartedly," Zippy answered, trying to ignore how much better of a mood she was in now that he was with her. She slipped one of the purple flowers into her braid.
"So. David. Ready to prove your manhood?"
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Post by David on Nov 28, 2011 1:55:27 GMT -5
David almost choked on his own tongue, but he recovered quickly, clearing his throat a little. "Uh, well, guess now's as good a time as any."
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Post by Zippy on Nov 28, 2011 2:01:02 GMT -5
Zippy chuckled. "I got some medium trouble for us to get into. Tell me at anytime if you are uncomfortable, alright?" She looked him in the eyes to let him know she was serious- she could sit with him and throw bread crumbs at the pigeons and be just as happy.
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Post by David on Nov 28, 2011 2:04:20 GMT -5
He nodded at her. "I'm game. Whatever you got in mind." He smiled at her, swallowing any nerves he might have had, then went so far as to lift their joined hands up to kiss her knuckles lightly.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 28, 2011 2:09:59 GMT -5
His gesture was so sweet and unexpected Zippy resisted the urge to pull him into the nearby alley and show him how she could really help his manhood.
"Uh," she cleared her throat, trying to regain her thoughts. God, was she just swept off her feet? If him kissing her hand had that sort of effect on her, Zippy could hardly even imagine...
"The Art Institute. It's like 10 bucks, which is completely ridiculous. Art should be free, I promise you Leonardio Da Vinci would have wanted me to enjoy his artwork for free."
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Post by David on Nov 28, 2011 2:13:59 GMT -5
He balked. "Ten bucks?! Who even gets to ever see it?" He shook his head, before looking back at her. "So...does that mean, we're breaking in?"
Because he was pretty sure that's what she was getting at. And somehow, he didn't really mind it so much. If she got excited over sketching polar bears, he could only imagine how her eyes would light up at real art. And he did like the way her eyes lit up...
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Post by Zippy on Nov 28, 2011 2:16:19 GMT -5
"Huh?" Zippy barely heard him. Maybe she had greatly underestimated David. He may be inexperenced, but he had the potential to be a fabulous lover. He was gentle, kind, and eager to please. "Oh yes, we're sneaking in. I got a connection, so it should be real easy. I almost never get caught doing it."
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Post by David on Nov 28, 2011 2:19:01 GMT -5
He arched a brow, smirking a little. "Almost never? That's...encouraging."
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Post by Zippy on Nov 28, 2011 2:21:41 GMT -5
Zippy giggled, smelling the remaining flower in her hand and taking his hand. "I'm trouble with a capital T, Davey. I warned you."
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Post by David on Nov 28, 2011 2:23:35 GMT -5
He flashed her a grin. "Well, I kinda like that about you, Zip. It's refreshing, actually. Since I'm up-tight with a capital U."
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Post by Zippy on Nov 28, 2011 2:28:17 GMT -5
"I hope not. Maybe by the end of the day, it'll go down to a lowercase 'u'. Crazy!" Zippy teased, taking his hand and leading the way to the art museum.
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