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Post by raven on Dec 9, 2011 13:14:43 GMT -5
"Well he looks just like him and he makes his facial expressions. He smirks ya know?" Raven smiled thinking about it. "He can also be cranky for no reason...and difficult to read, sometimes I don't know what Sean wants from me." She sighed heavily, "Spot's like that...half the time I can't figure out what he wants or what's going through his head. "
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Post by Leo on Dec 9, 2011 14:14:48 GMT -5
Leo shoveled a mouthful of pasta into his mouth and paused for a moment while he swallowed. "Sounds like you'd rather be out with him," Leo observed, although there was nothing but friendliness in his voice.
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Post by raven on Dec 9, 2011 15:46:34 GMT -5
"Honestly? I used to throw myself at his feet. I love him, I've always loved him, but after awhile I just got tired of being shit on. When we were supposed to get married and he took off on me that was it. He blew it. I can't keep waiting on him to grow up. I miss him, all the time...but I can't be with somebody I can't count on." She said and then smiled sadly. "So I try not to think about it too much."
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Post by Leo on Dec 9, 2011 15:53:30 GMT -5
Leo frowned, then decided to change the subject. He didn't want to make her think about it more than she wanted to. "So where are you originally from?"
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Post by raven on Dec 9, 2011 16:10:37 GMT -5
"Italy, Tuscany actually," She said, "it's why I'm so pale." She held up her hands as an example. "What about you?"
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Post by Leo on Dec 9, 2011 16:52:44 GMT -5
"Mexico City," Leo shared, smiling. "To think of the magnitude that is New York City! We wouldn't have met otherwise if it wasn't for it."
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Post by raven on Dec 9, 2011 16:53:37 GMT -5
Raven laughed, "You're definitely right about that. Mexico City huh? Ain't it hot there?"
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Post by Leo on Dec 9, 2011 16:54:31 GMT -5
"Boiling. And also dirty as hell. Dirtier than New York, if you can believe it," Leo recalled, although he hadn't been there since he was a kid. He just remembered how terrible it sounded. And how he was allways hungry.
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Post by raven on Dec 9, 2011 17:02:49 GMT -5
"Yeah? Italy wasn't dirty...it was very green and just...beautiful. I still remember the smell of fresh air and what it felt like standing out in the grass with sun on my face..." She smiled. "I miss it sometimes."
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Post by Leo on Dec 10, 2011 13:12:59 GMT -5
"i'd miss that, too. Why'd your parents decide to leave?" Leo asked, thinking about Mexico.
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Post by raven on Dec 10, 2011 14:40:06 GMT -5
"They didn't, my father sent us here," She said. "What about you?"
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Post by Leo on Dec 11, 2011 18:05:26 GMT -5
"My father took us here. There's no money in Mexico," Leo explained, sipping on his wine.
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Post by raven on Dec 11, 2011 18:11:11 GMT -5
"That makes sense. My father just didn't want to raise his kids alone," she shrugged.
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Post by Leo on Dec 11, 2011 18:25:30 GMT -5
"Yeah? Then what happened?" Leo asked, swirling his pasta on his plate with his fork.
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Post by raven on Dec 11, 2011 18:53:09 GMT -5
"Well my mom died and he sent us all her supposedly an aunt was going to let us live with her, but that was bullshit." she said with a shrug.
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