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Post by Zippy on Dec 25, 2011 22:14:47 GMT -5
"It means they are all judgmental assholes!" Erin responded, yelling to her parents upstairs that the pizza was here.
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Post by David on Dec 25, 2011 22:18:41 GMT -5
He sighed, walking over to her, putting his hand on her back. "Erin...Erin, it's okay."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 25, 2011 22:20:58 GMT -5
"No its not okay. David, you're great!" She otld him, wanting him to believe it. She wasn't ashamed of him.
She really, really wasn't. And she refused to be.
Then why was she so upset?
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Post by David on Dec 25, 2011 22:23:35 GMT -5
He didn't say anything, just sighed again and moved to grab a slice of pizza. He didn't know what else to say to her about all this.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 25, 2011 22:29:16 GMT -5
Later that night, Erin drove him home and parked in his driveway. "I'm sorry again about earlier."
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Post by David on Dec 25, 2011 22:30:59 GMT -5
He shrugged, but he was upset, even if he wouldn't admit it. "It's fine. No big deal."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 25, 2011 22:40:43 GMT -5
"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow." She kissed him. She was still upset, too. Erin wanted herself to be stronger than this.
And she WAS going tobe.
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Post by David on Dec 25, 2011 23:34:17 GMT -5
He nodded, then kissed her again, slower and deeper this time. Deep down, he wanted to claim her as his.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 26, 2011 1:13:07 GMT -5
Erin let him, kissing him back just as forcefully. Nobody could kiss her like he could.
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Post by David on Dec 26, 2011 1:14:11 GMT -5
He slid his hand along her cheek, touching his tongue to her bottom lip, wanting to deepen the kiss.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 26, 2011 1:24:31 GMT -5
Erin let him, turning her car off. God, life was so much easier with him when it was just them. Alone. David wasn't a nerd.
He wasn't even that socially awkward, why were people making such a big deal? Just a little shy...
((we need to have them exchange holiday presents soon!! gahh too many threads! ))
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Post by David on Dec 26, 2011 1:26:05 GMT -5
((Haha, yes! We can set this aside for a while, if you want? Do 1899 instead?))
He leaned over the middle console to get closer to her, not breaking the kiss.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 26, 2011 1:33:33 GMT -5
((I honestly dont care. we can either finish this one up then do 1899, put this one on hold, abandon this one...it doesnt matter, you call it!))
"I love you," she muttered to him, caressing his cheek. They'll make this work. She'll get him drunk at the party, loosen him up, get him talking to some of the guys. It'll be fine. They'd MAKE it fine.
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Post by David on Dec 26, 2011 1:34:49 GMT -5
((Haha, I super love them in 1899. And I thought way too much about what he'd get her as a present.  )) |
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Post by Zippy on Dec 26, 2011 1:42:54 GMT -5
((start a thread for them then??  )) |
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