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Post by Moonshine on Jan 25, 2012 22:22:11 GMT -5
He grinned, waggling his brows at her.
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Post by Rose on Jan 25, 2012 22:23:27 GMT -5
She stared at him. "...What is that supposed to mean?"
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 25, 2012 22:29:00 GMT -5
He laughed, grinning at her. "So, sex all day is out, then?"
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Post by Rose on Jan 25, 2012 22:31:33 GMT -5
"Oh, I thought maybe you meant, like, tell each other secrets and talk about cute boys," she said, cutting into a pancake. "But, yeah, no sex either."
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 25, 2012 22:37:17 GMT -5
He laughed. "The only cute boy you should be talkin' about is me."
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Post by Rose on Jan 25, 2012 22:39:17 GMT -5
"But the tall, skinny, brunette is so dreamy," she countered, trying not to smirk.
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 25, 2012 22:41:47 GMT -5
He arched a brow. "'Scuse me? Who?"
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Post by Rose on Jan 25, 2012 22:43:56 GMT -5
"Oh, you know!" she continued, brow slightly furrowed. "The grumpy one. The wounded artist."
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 25, 2012 22:51:04 GMT -5
He furrowed his brow. "Skittery?? Script's Skittery??"
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Post by Rose on Jan 25, 2012 22:54:51 GMT -5
Her eyes widened a bit. "The very one," she confirmed with a nod.
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 25, 2012 23:00:07 GMT -5
He frowned at her. "You think he's cute?"
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Post by Rose on Jan 25, 2012 23:04:03 GMT -5
She lifted a hand and tapped on his temple with her index finger. "Hello, didn't you just hear what I said? Are you even listening to me?" she asked, a little laughter escaping as she spoke.
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 25, 2012 23:12:51 GMT -5
He clearly was a dumb boy. "You said ya wanted to talk about him. Ya called him a tortured artist."
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Post by Rose on Jan 25, 2012 23:14:01 GMT -5
"No, I believe the word I used was 'wounded,'" she corrected.
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 25, 2012 23:20:52 GMT -5
That didn't make him feel better. "So, ya do think he's cute."
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