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Post by Cry Baby on May 5, 2008 9:16:07 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby blinked. He recognized that look. It was the kind of look that predicted riding' a bike without a helmet. Then again, he never could remember what a helmet was for.*
"Yeah?"
*His smile was rakish and sat familiarly on his face.*
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on May 5, 2008 17:23:30 GMT -5
"Yeah."
She nodded and stood up quickly to distract herself from getting scared.
"Should we go up to my room or would someplace else be better?"
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Post by Cry Baby on May 5, 2008 17:31:47 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby stood up too, but slower, as if afraid to spook her.*
"Wherever you want," *he said gently.*
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on May 5, 2008 17:48:52 GMT -5
She tried to think as fast as she could, and tried to skip over anything that might slow things down. Her room was hardly romantic, but coming up with another place would require more thought, more planning. She knew she'd lose her nerve somewhere in there.
"My room then," she said and shrugged, turning to lead him up the stairs quickly.
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Post by Cry Baby on May 5, 2008 17:58:24 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby smiled to himself, uncomfortable as the situation was, and resolved to make this as easy for her as he could.*
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on May 5, 2008 18:01:25 GMT -5
((I'll take this to Bonnie-Marie's room...))
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