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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 29, 2007 4:15:51 GMT -5
(( ;D I'm too proud of myself, but I love that one.))
It's amazing, really and truly just amazing. I mean, I was a little nervous, but he was so gentle and it was just so...so...incredible!
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Post by Teddy on Dec 29, 2007 4:17:32 GMT -5
((Just... here, have an internetz.))
He smiled. "You really are a lucky girl, you know that?"
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 29, 2007 4:21:30 GMT -5
((WH-HOO! *puts it in a trophy case*))
*She kept grinning, knowing that she must look stupid with that big silly smile on her face but not stopping anyway.* I know, I am- that sounds so funny, but I am so, so lucky. He's so wonderful, and he has the most amazing family, and we get along so well, and we sometimes fight but we make up, and he rescued me that one time when I got totally- oops. *She stopped talking abruptly- she had been planning on not talking about Jacob and the Alcohol Incident.*
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Post by Teddy on Dec 29, 2007 4:23:54 GMT -5
He smirked. "Totally what? Have you been drinking, Scarlett?"
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 29, 2007 4:31:37 GMT -5
Well, I... *She blushed, looking down at her hands.* Right before we started really-really seeing each other, Michael and I had a bit of a fight, because he didn't want to be involved with his employer's goddaughter, but he'd kissed me and been flirting with me, so I was upset. And so I was avoiding him and I ended up going to make calls for several days, and i went to this-this party with my friend Jacob and I got totally plastered. I don't really remember it now, but Michael and a maid who saw it informed me that Jacob was not exactly intending on just walking me up to the door, if you know what I mean. So Michael punched him, and Jacob threatened us both, and then ran off. And so then I- *She stoppped again, fiddling with her ring.*
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Post by Teddy on Dec 29, 2007 4:33:27 GMT -5
"You what?" he urged her kindly. "Go on."
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 29, 2007 4:37:11 GMT -5
I went to a party the next night, to try to talk to Jacob and convince him not to press charges against Michael. And he said...well, he said quite a few things, most of all that he'd leave us alone if I'd sleep with him, but I said no and he got quite angry and knocked me around a bit.
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Post by Teddy on Dec 29, 2007 4:38:36 GMT -5
"Okay, where is this Jacob and can I please kill him?"
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 29, 2007 4:42:26 GMT -5
*She flashed him a small smile.* That's what Michael said. But we found out that one of the maids had witnessed it, too, so Jacob decided not to press charges. So it kind of worked out- I mean, I couldn't really walk or right or ride for a time, while I was letting my wrist and ankle mend, but it ended up fine. And that's when Michael decided that he didn't care about the employer thing and...and that's so worth a twisted ankle.
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Post by Teddy on Dec 29, 2007 4:45:32 GMT -5
Teddy chuckled. "I'll say! So, that ring, is it just something to remember him by, or is it a promise?"
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 29, 2007 4:49:01 GMT -5
It's... *She paused, looking down at it.* It's a promise that we'll see each other again, no matter how difficult it is. *She looked back up, all traces of her goofy grin gone.* I heard Mom and Dad talking about the medical bills last night. Did you?
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Post by Teddy on Dec 29, 2007 4:51:32 GMT -5
He nodded. "It's not the first time. We're in a bit of a jam right now, financially."
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 29, 2007 4:54:57 GMT -5
But it's worse this time, they had to- they had to use up all the savings. Did you hear? They said we might be able to rebalance if we sell the apartment, live in streets, all work, and don't eat. *She chewed her lower lip anxiously.* I'm going to find something.
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Post by Teddy on Dec 29, 2007 4:57:40 GMT -5
Teddy let out a long, complicated stream of curse words from multiple languages.
"Now I really hope I get that part in the opera. Opera people are rich, right?"
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 29, 2007 5:03:46 GMT -5
*She shrugged.* I...really have no idea. But maybe they do. Maybe you will. Maybe you'll save us all. *She looked down at her hands. "Don't you go messin' up those pretty hands, Scarlett." Michael had been joking, but she knew she would have to find something, and that something would probably be some kind of labor. She squared her shoulders, setting her jaw determinedly.* I'll find a job- I'll find several jobs.
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